Moans erupted from throats. Frantically she pulled at my pants. I slid her dress high on her hips, pulling at the tiny panties. The strength of the fa...ric failed against the passion of the moment as I tore the panties from her body, stuffing them into my jacket pocket. I could feel her weight against me as she wrapped her legs around me. A moan of ecstasy escaped her throat as she lowered herself onto my cock. ‘Oh God,’ she whispered, ‘I’m ready to explode.’ Suddenly, the door to the rest room. I was wearing sexy clothes, the things Mom had worn when Daddy fucked her. I dug through her panty draw and gasped as I found a toy, like a secret buried away. A vibrator, my mom's vibrator, how weird was that?I'd heard of those, sure. Like who hasn't? A girl had even brought one to school once, an older girl like seventeen and showing off, and letting all the other girls look at it. This was long and smooth and creamy white with a little round red cap thingy on the base. Turning it just a. You know what, I don’t care anymore. ‘I said why don’t you get your lazy ass off the couch and do something yourself for once.’ His head was spinning and he didn’t want to deal with her anymore. ‘Whatever. Just take care of the baby.’ It wasn’t long before her dad was asleep again. As she changed and fed the baby she couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to just leave. To get out on her own and not have to worry about taking care of anyone else. She was lost in these thoughts when. I held my engorged shaft in my right hand as I stood between her gorgeous creamy thighs and wet the tip in her delicate folds. Helene reclined all the way back on the massive desk as the sound of crinkling papers broke the silence. Those voluptuous hips and gorgeous thighs presented me with a view as spectacular as any found in nature. Her legs spread apart, I slowly entered this incredible woman who was old enough to be my mother. I slipped her my entire length as her tight wetness surrounded.