." Sheila heard someone say as if from a distance.She wheeled about and found her son, who had apparently been trying to catch her attention for quite...some time.Sheila had been wrapped up in her thoughts, daydreaming about Terry and her lust for him. She flushed uncontrollably when she was forced to look him in the eye. She hadn't been spying on him for three days now, having forced herself to put a stop to her pussy-diddling, but her mind was still on him and her pussy oozed cuntjuice the. At one point, she arches her backup high, then drops it abruptly, swiveling her hips to force herself back against my thrusts. Hands on her hips, I begin pulling, the two of us getting into a steady pumping rhythm — she rearing, me thrusting. After a bit, though, I lean over her back, and grab her hanging boobs, mauling them as I walk my hands around to her nipples. Pinching each — while continuing to pound her bottom — I pull and twist, eliciting gasps and groans from her. I. Deeper you thrust inside me, sucking harder on my clit. You roll my clit between your teeth, you tongue darting against the tip. “Oh fuck-fuck-fuck!” I moan out, growling it really, the overwhelming sensation of having to orgasm is quickly apparent, and looming so near. “Please don’t stop!” I half moan, half whine, whimpering again. You don’t, giving me all I need; until I feel myself rocketed through the universe, groaning in blissful agony. You move up quickly, slipping your cock back up. We got a taxi into town and walked into the first pub. Everyone was dressed casually and quite drunk from afternoon bbq’s and drinking due to the weather. We quickly saw a group of friends that we knew so joined them. There were 2 other couples and 3 single guys. We stayed with them all evening, moving to several different pubs. As about 11pm the other couples headed home as they had k**s and needed to get back for the babysitters. Jane was quite drunk now and starting to get flirtatious.