"If thats not what it looks like, i will be damned, but since i had no sex for over 4 weeks now, well, i guess if he can fuck you i should be able to ...o the same, right!"She looked at me with wide eyes, so i dropped my pants and pulled my hard cock out."You keep eating that pussy Man" then i turned to her and presented her my cock."And you darling suck my dick" and so she did, and Frank kept licking and fingering her pussy.I could feel her tongue circeling my cock and that she was about to cum. That night one discussion led to another and we started our first session of phone sex.We trusted each other a lot and even shared sexy photos of us hiding our faces wearing the minimum dress. She is 165 cm tall, not so slim body, wheatish color with a figure 34B-30-34. The extreme extent was she sharing a photo with no bra inside and wearing a petticoat or slip kind of dress.And me sharing a pic of mine in boxer with fully erect dick. Asking her to show straps of her bra or slip became routine. Until it wasn’t funny anymore.Her gagging and her eyelash mascara turned on black tears sliding her face, the puddle of saliva on the floor and her hair totally disheveled marked the moment to change the game, and she crawled to the bed fleeing like escaping a psycho on a horror movie. She moved with difficulty resting on her knees, possibly uncomfortable for not being able to use her hands, so I went closer to her, hold her hair strongly and unfastened the belt, again.Supported on all fours,. However, I knew exactly what was happening. I felt every bounce as she giggled atop of my erection, which was squashed against the softness of her ass cheeks. She tried to get up but slipped and fell back into my cock, ramming her ass down against me. This made her laugh even harder, causing more friction between her butt, the curtain and my bare cock. I shifted my hips, blatantly grinding my shaft against my mother. My hands wrapped around her, hugging her wet body against me as she giggled..