I just couldn't believe what was happening. Mom slid up and down my hard shaft. I never wanted anyone as much as I did my Mom that day. Mom eventually...pulled off. She got onto her back. I slid in between her thighs. I guided my cock into place and entered her again. Mom strapped her legs around my waist. I placed my arms onto either side of her body. I ended up pounding her pussy as hard and deep as I could. I wish I could tell you how long we ended up fucking. Maybe it was a half an hour. I. Now was her time to give me some pleasure. She caressed her tongue across my neck, chest and belly. I felt like I was on cloud nine when she licked my armpits. I also never knew nipples in a male are such a sensual parts! While she was licking my nipples, I felt like I was a girl and I wonder if we males can reach orgasm with nipple sucking. Anyhow, it almost felt the same while she was licking my nipples while she was making circles with her tongue and lips around my belly button.I was. On the way back my mind was dizzy. Suddenly I wasn’t in control anymore...yet my brain was still functioning, still talking internally but the bit of me that supervised, the bit of me that reflected on what I was doing suddenly had no power to do anything! I could hear my ego louder with each second trying to carrying out this terrible set of commands.Hmmm...how can I show off my body in a casual way?No! No! Stop...you don’t want to even think like this!I mean...what's the definition of naked?. Serendipity intervened when he had spotted, at an adjacent table, a pair of gay men locking lips over a gigantic chocolate-frosted cupcake with the words, ‘Will, won’t you marry my ass?’ written in lavender icing. That’s when Antoine recalled Inez’s love for the entire Cole Porter oeuvre, and he commenced his substandard medley with ‘You Do Something to Me.’ ‘Away, don’tcha sound sweet. Now, please pass the butter sauce, baby,’ she said as eagerly as on their last intimate connection, when his.