Well that deal we even did when they were in town, because they worked late. After a while, we had eventually graduated to oral sex, finding that she ...njoyed the “69” but really liked me between her legs so I could play with her tits and twist her nipples during the tongue lashing she would gladly receive as she mashed my face into her blond, trimmed pussy. Mom even noticed that we were getting along better and were polite to each other and was very pleased. If she only knew. One weekend mom. Their needs seemed to be almost desperate, both torn apart by grief and loss, both needing the touch and comfort of anther human being. He pulled her dress down even more, his hungry mouth seeking out her tender flesh, devouring her like a starving animal. She lifted her body to allow her dress to be pulled away more easily, her breasts falling free, her chest heaving with lust and the desperate need for release. Lifting himself from her, he pulled his shirt off over his head, not bothering. It was just an innocent touch. However, the tingling I felt between my legs wasn't so innocent. Mark got bolder. The tips of his fingers moved further down my blouse. A fraction of an inch at a time and he would wait several minutes before going lower. My breathing increased. I wanted to stop him but for some unknown reason I couldn't respond. My heart and emotions as a mother were in a battle with the heart of a woman; a woman that had missed intimate touches for so many years. I squirmed in. I told her I would go in and see and then call her into the room if he wanted to do something.Within less than a minute I called her into the room. The guy was so excited and just did not want to be forceful.I had her sit on the couch between him and me and told her she was about to get the hell fucked out of her. She just turned red. Which at the moment I flipped her shirt up over her head and exposed her DDD tits. The guy started sucking on the tit closet to him and I did the same. Within a.