He did as she told him, and she unbuckled his belt, and unsnapped his blue jeans. His zipper went down as well. "Raise your butt so I can take them of...." He put his hands down and raised so she could pull his pants to his ankles. "You want me to take your bloomers, or do you want to? Ain't fair for me ta sit here naked as jaybird, an' you have yer clothes on. I don't want to put my clothes on, if I had 'em with me, so I gotta take yourn off." She giggled at her own witticism.He hooked his. The weekend left me feeling down, as Mom wasn’t dressed up for work. I might have normally gone out, but I didn’t want to miss a moment, even if I wouldn’t have the pleasure of seeing her in her stockings. I stayed home, watching television with her, ecstatic when she remarked about how much she enjoyed spending the extra time with me.On Sunday night, she dozed off as we sat on the couch. In her sleep, she leaned against me with her head resting on my shoulder. My hand was so close and my. She stop kissing and starts screaming loudly, “Ahhhhaa, Ahhhaaa…. ” . Her moaning sounds breaking the silence of the dark river bank. After a worming finger fuck I stood up and un zip my pant, she bring out my tool from the underwear and starts playing with it. I just guided my tool to her mouth, she started licking my 7 inch tool. First slowly then bit harder, she tried to put entire of it in her mouth and also sucking the balls frequently. I’m in seventh heaven, a beautiful women sucking my. We did this every night for most of her stay. Honestly, I don’t remember her touching me, but I would not doubt that she did, horny little bitch that she was.Then on her last morning, she asked me if I wanted to see what I was doing. I eagerly agreed and she showed me her hairy pussy and the pink wetness between her lips. I remember being horrified…scared out of my mind. She even promised to “dry” it for me as I was kind of grossed out by the appearance. Needless to say, during the rest of.