My hands were now caressing her cheeks.Mom: “This long” she showed using her finger. It was about 4 inches.Me:”How much thick it is?” I was no... rolling my thumb on her lips.Mom: “This much” she showed. It was less than an inch thick.Me:”Do you have sex with dad every day?” my left hand was caressing her cheek and lips while right hand was rubbing her earlobe.Mom: “No. Once a week or sometimes once a month”Me: “So this means you are not happy with your sex life”. My hands were now on her neck. She felt like grabbing the first man she saw and thrusting her scalding pussy into his face or onto his big hard cock!! Oh, if only Chris were here, she bemoaned, I'd do anything he wanted -- I'd suck his cock, even let him fuck me! No -- what am I saying! God help me!The two matrons halted their conversation in midair when they caught sight of her. A quick glance in the mirror told her why: her face was flushed and her eyes glazed, her mouth had a slackjaw appearance, and she was weaving. Derrick took the opportunity to reach over and place his hand on her thigh. She jumped but didn't immediately remove his hand. He was encouraged by that and began to slide his hand up her thigh.Elaine was paralyzed with excitement and fear. The continual moans coming from the back seat were making her crazy with desire. She watched Derrick's hand disappear under her dress. When the fingers reached the top of her thighs, just inches from her sex, she reached down and grabbed his hand. "Derrick,". All of a sudden, I heard her stop, but I knew she didn't finish; she always gasped innocently when she finished. I realized I was sitting next to the wall, pumping so hard that it could be heard from her room. I was in a state of panic, and I couldn't deny what I was doing. A few seconds later, she burst into my room. She glared at me and said, "What were you doing?"I sat awestruck, she was only in panties and a tight little t-shirt, it was so revealing. After a moment, I responded, "I was just.