She'll never let him do it she tells herself, but deep down she wonders what a night would be like with him. "No, I won't do it." She says to herself,...but she thinks back to the pleasures that she had felt while being fingered by him, that's all the further she had let him go, and she wasn't planning on letting him get that far again. She recalls how turned on she was, with his hand grasping her tits, and fondling her pussy, she began to feel that feeling again, deep inside her, she pushed. So before my mum even managed to say anything I was pulling out my cock out and ramming myself all the way into her pussy.Which caused my mum to moan. “Oh fuck.”As her first orgasm came crashing down from above to send goosebumps all over her body. It was then I knew my mum wasn't going to scream and yell about me fucking her, or even stop me from fucking her. So I did just that. I went to town on my mum, slowly pulling my cock out before ramming myself back into her waiting pussy, god I was it. Even so, by the time bath-time is over, June is usually soaked to the skin. It is one of my favorite times to see her. Usually she waits until after the young man leaves the bathroom (it is off the master bedroom, where I always wait, so the boy has to pass by me to get back to his room) with a fresh towel around his waist. I cant help but notice the large bulges under the towels, which suggest to me that June is not altogether aware that that these boys really have reached full maturity. When. For fifteen minutes, we made out in the street, our hands all over one another, until I told him we really needed to get in the car.We drove back to my house, and parked in the parking lot of the old folks home next door. We made out like teenagers; our tongues entangled in each others mouths, his hands all over my breasts, and mine wrapped around his neck and rubbing his cock roughly. I stopped kissing long enough to unzip his shorts and slide his cock out. His cock was beautiful. Thick.