I lifted the lid of the hamper with my other hand, and there they were. Before I could even form the thought, I reached in and pulled out Mom's pantie....They were simple cotton briefs, with just a little lacy accent. When my fingers stroked over the crotch, they felt a little damp. I lifted them to my nose, taking in the warm, musky scent of a woman that permeated them.There was no way out.I pulled down my pants, filling my lungs with the scent of Mom's sex from her panties as I wrapped her. A gleaming strand of moisture dangled from the tip and threatened to drip onto her face. He looked down at her and giggled, this felt more like recess shenanigans than anything grown up. She fought hard to hide her amazement, but couldn't find her footing to speak any further. This was surreal. They stared at each other while he giggled moronically. Something was going to happen. His eyes narrowed mischievously. He then squatted down, placing his long, limp cock on her face.. “How does that feel?” I asked.“It hurts!” she said, her face screwed up in pain.“Good. Now, let’s saddle up and get back on the trail.” I picked up her pack and held it out to her. She looked at me in disbelief, but when I just stood there, she slowly turned and put her arms out for me to settle her pack on her back. Once that was done, I walked around her front, and did up her bellyband, adjusting the straps – then roughed the clamps under her t-shirt.“Ow!” She put her hands over her tits, as. His spurting jism deep in her pussy pushed her over the edge. As her orgasm racked her body, her eyes were closed, and she could see a kaleidoscope of lights.David pulled his still spurting cock free of her clutching pussy. Its final spurts deposited his cock dream on her trimmed pubic hair and her swollen mound. The sperm he had deposited inside was beginning to flow outward as Naomi’s walls spasmed with the after-shocks of her orgasm.If was not already apparent, Naomi’s boss was a sexual.