"God you're beautiful." Then he bent down to suck each nipple into his mouth before he moved lower. He slid his hand down pulling her skirt down and o...f and then moved back up to cover her mound. He let his fingers slide up and down the crease of her panties and felt her body stiffen in response. He released her long enough to pull off his own t-shirt and shorts leaving him in just his boxers and her in the blue see through scrap of lace where a damp spot was forming. He leaned down to sniff. Her tits were free and proud above it, before it narrowed down in sleek lines to her now dramatically small waist, then flowing out over the sensuous curves of her hips. Her smooth shaven mound and cunt were framed by the straps of the suspender belt, leading down to the lace tops of the stockings that encased her long legs. She put on her black suede high heels, marvelling at how good she looked – and felt. There was a wildness growing within her, an awareness of her own unbridled. Rich brown eyes and black rimmed glasses on her face. With pale skin mainly from working in offices all day. Her 36DD were her real asset, and her wide hips that lead to what only could be described as an incredibly fat ass. That’s the sight I was greeted to as my own mother was bent down getting something from the fridge. With her black skirt pulled tightly around her large ass. I stood there distracted for a moment just staring at her behind. “Still sleeping, are we?” she asked as she stood. I asked Sue to call Ben real quick so I could ask a favor of him.Sue dialed her uncle then pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at it as if it were really strange. She looked at me and mouthed, "Mom answered."I took the phone and asked for Ben without identifying myself. Ben came on and I asked him if he would bring his own cue with him, as I didn't have a good selection of cues. The only good one was my Meucci and he used a Joss.I hung up and Sue said, she thought she had finally.