" "Thanks Mom, I can manage from here." I sat on the bed and pulled the silky smooth nylons up my legs and snugged them to my waist and went to the ...ath and began my makeup, starting with a new foundation that I had found. The new color did a much better job, and looked a lot more natural. My beard was still very light, and after shaving in the shower I knew I was going to look smashing that night. After I powdered my face I waited a few minutes and brushed away the excess leaving my skin. I even bite her on the neck and she was enjoying every moment.Meanwhile I was pressing her milky boobs from outside of her top. She slowly moved my t-shirt slowly while kissing. Since we couldn’t have much fun in the train this time we decided that we’ll have all. I removed her top and started to lick her white milky boobs. While I was sucking her boobs she was moaning in pleasure and calling out my name loudly. I even bite her nipples many times and she was having great pleasure. During this. My father had served in the Royal Air Force during World War II as a mechanic on Spitfire fighter planes. He used to say that mom spit fire just like the famous airplane, but in my opinion she also breathed fire. She could heat a room simply with her presence. She was not striking in the classic sense but she had something. Her hair was the color of creosote usually worn up in some kind of bun and she had a warm, toothy smile with which she could be stingy. But with mom it was the eyes. They. Her hole was slippery enough to penetrate but I wana take the test with my tongue so I took her to the bed and start to lick her naval and finally her cunt. She just shivered and told me…….ohhhhh… ….Harry………suck…… …..please…..please……..no one do that for me. Hmm so I insert my hot tongue in her cunt straight give her little mouth job. But she becomes wild with that little sucking. She shivered, she jumped, raise her hip up and giving me stroke while caught my hairs and she want badly to stroke.