Her pink nipples turned red. I literally ate them. I moved slightly below, rubbing her navel.She was in cloud eight. I want her to go to one step high...r. I removed her saree completely. She was in her light pink panty. I became wet so far when I touched her. I moved near, kissed all the areas around. I slowly removed her panty. She was becoming shy. She covered them with her hands.I removed her hands and moved my tongue over them. The moans started increasing. I completely licked them. I. Nails dug into my back. Mom's feet were planted firmly on the floor so she could thrust back as hard as I did. She shrieked as she came over and over. It was so hard not to come as she milked my cock with every orgasm.We both glistened with sweat. Mom's breasts moved with the steady rhythm we'd established. We kissed long and hard, Mom's tongue invading me as I invaded her."Honey, God, can you go all night?" Mom breathed."I want to stay inside you, Mom." I'm not complaining. You feel so good.. A shaved bush would be like a bald lawn he said. Of no use or attraction to anyone but a horse rider wanting to get to the finish. It isn't the finish line of a race that matters but the vistas of the walk along the way that makes a journey special. Oh yes! Tell me more! He trickled a little more honey and then set to work to collect it. Travelling from my right breast down across my ribs to my stomach, into my pubic hair, his tongue lapped and licked and I was into seventh heaven. Then he. Only Sharon had somehow managed to avoid it so far. Jim & I had just been on the receiving end of a punishment and as usual we went to the pub when the lesson ended. Sharon and Julia wanted to know all about it, how painful it had been, were we embarrassed and so on. I saw Sharon’s eyes regularly flick over to Jim’s crotch as she recalled seeing his cock while he was spanked only a foot away from where she’d been sitting. Jim put down his pint with a sigh and said it was just a shame that we.