Juvenile!" complained Marge. "All that parading around, and wearing things that don't fit me and talking nasty and ... it's just so teenage!" She frow...ed. "Besides, I'm ugly compared to you. I can't compete." Oh, so you're ugly now. I'll have you know that Ted Tinder just loves to call me Marge when he's boffing my socks off. He begs me to call him "Studly". Isn't that the nick name you gave him when you were dancing a few years back?"Christy went frosty and stood up facing her friend. "YOU. The scent of my mother increased and I felt the body slide next to mine and mold to me. “Larry,” a voice said in my dream, “are you wearing my slip and panties?” It was at that moment that I froze knowing that this was not a dream. My step mother’s voice asked again, “Larry are these my under things?”I turned my head and the dim glow of the amber light of the lamp illuminated my step mother’s face, just inches away from me. I felt her lips on mine as they parted and her tongue touched my lips.. Her climax was immediate and powerful. She held me down by locking the fingers of both hands behind my head and then pumped her pelvis up and down throughout the orgasm. When she finally let me go, I came up gasping for air but pleased beyond measure. Using my arms, I eased my body up over hers until I felt my penis touch her vaginal opening. It would have been easy to just thrust up and penetrate her quickly but we were in no rush. I let her take control at that point and she grinned wickedly. "Be my gentleman?"It clicks to flame in his hand and she leans in and draws, then does an open mouth inhale. He's propped up on his elbows when she purses her lips and sends her exhale to expand in his face."Thank you darling. Mmm, now let mommy see what you've been keeping from me all night," she purrs, dangling her cigarette and reaching to pull the elastic waist down of his longline briefs.His cock catches in the waistband and slaps against his abdomen, throbbing with a life of its own, and.