Me: I have a lot of work to do with the arrangements and everything. Maybe I should get on with it.I was taking the coffee cups into the kitchen. Seli...a took them from my hand and said, “That’s ok, let me do it for you. I think you have a lot of confusion going in your mind. I’ll wash the cups, and we will be out of here.”Ray came close to my ear and said, “Sorry about my mom. She can be a little overbearing, but she doesn’t mean any bad.”Me: Oh no. It’s alright. She is very sweet.Ray: I want. I raised my head to look at his face while my hands continued to move slowly on his own penis and he lowered his head and put his mouth over mine and his tongue inside. While the tongue of man was moving in my mouth it was natural to move my hands on his cock at the same rhythm of the tongue in my mouth and feel the tip of his cock on my belly. My neck hurt because I kept my head tilted back and because it was turned to the man who kept kissing me, then I turned away from his face just in time. " Mom said with a quivering unsteady voice.She was saying no but yet she lewdly spread her legs allowing me better access to her drooling cunt. I very lightly traced the outline of her inner pussy lips. Teasing, torturing. Now I reached down with my other hand now and slid her shorts and panties off her round ass. She helped buy wiggling and twisting till the garments fell harmlessly to the floor."No, we mustn't." She pleaded unconvincingly. Now once again she spread her legs eagerly awaiting. If there was no carriage passing, we could at times hear what they said, but that was rarely the case.In those days even ladies wore no drawers. Their dresses rarely came below their ankles, they wore bustles, and standing over a grating, anyone below them, saw much more, and more easily, than they can in these days of draggling dresses, and cunt swabbing breeches, which the commonest girl wears round her rump. For all that, so close to the thighs, do chemise and petticoats cling, that it was.