Mark. Your son." Mark?" she said, voice wavering. The look of confusion in her eyes almost made me want to weep. Mom was once a good looking woman, ba...k in her youth. Before Dad. Now she looked tired. Not old, not really. Not like she was actually pushing forty. She'd stopped dying her hair, and it was washed out sort of colour now, and she'd gained a little weight, but she kept out of the sun and her olive colored skin was almost wrinkle free. It was her eyes that always got me though. Still. The fight was becoming sexual. I slipped my hand under my skirt, then in my thong and I began, without really being aware of it, rubbing myself, my eyes riveted on the fight. The two women found the strength to stand up again. They took off what was left of their panties and their nylons in shreds. They faced each other naked. It was the first time that I was seeing Lucy naked. Their bodies were covered in sweat, mud and grass. Their hair – at least what was left of it – was dirty and a. Jennifer loved this game. It was sweet torture, but when he finally made her cum it would be well worth it. She moved her hips aginst him, grinding her pussy on his stiff cock. He pushed her harder into the door, his hands on her ass; and she felt a light slap against her ass cheek. "No moving," he growled. Jennifer whined a bit. "Please let me cum. Please. I'll do anything you want." His eyes were a dark, intense green as he let her legs down and pulled out of her, leaving her standing there.. "Come on then," And sosaying, she lay naked upon the bed and composed herself to receive him.He entered her; thrusting with almost ferocious eagerness! Deeper stillhe went; deeper than ever before, and she felt, in her turn, a new andeven greater depth to the arousing of her passion and longing for him.He gave a sudden cry, and, all too soon, was spent."Oh, my Darling," he whispered. "How can you be so good to me?"And the only reply she could think of, was: "Because I love you so much,my.