I groaned while my moans echoed through the room.My head shifted from side to side as she feasted on me. My friend devoured my pussy, her tongue flick...ng through my depths. She caressed my labia and brushed my clit. Every time she caressed that bud, sparks flared through me.They started mini-fires in me, these tongues of rapture that fed my growing orgasm. I moaned in delight as the pleasure heated me up. My toes curled. My fingers clutched at the comforter as I shifted, my thighs squeezing. A minute or two later my mother came out, with a jug of something brightly coloured and alcoholic and a couple of glasses, sat down at the table and chairs on the patio, poured herself a glass and relaxed in the sunshine.I continued to cut the lawn, strolling slowly up and down as i went, and then a few minutes later a voice called out cheerily "Coo-ee!" And both me and my mother looked up, and saw our neighbour Mrs Johnson looking over at us, from the other side of the fence."Hey carol!" my. But I dint do anything like that and started massaging lightly. As I said apart from lust angle, I am too good in massage.In few seconds she was feeling completely relaxed. I poured oil on her back and increased the pace and pressure. First of all it was soft and now its frictionless. I hope I don’t need to tell about my cock condition to you. It was hard and I was enjoying every second. I covered her complete back with oil. She was relaxed and moaning ‘Hmm Hmmm Madduu Hmm’Me: How it is. I assaulted her pussy again pressing my tongue deep into her soft recesses. ‘Gawd Sam felt tight tonight.’ I licked my way to her clit and sucked and pulled on it gently before hearing the symphony of ‘mmms and ahhhs’ stating her enjoyment as I lashed and flicked her hardening bud. The more I licked and flicked her bud the larger and harder it got, way larger than I ever remember before. Her breath still hung over my dick her mouth refusing to please my shaft. Her small hands softly stroking.