I moved my face under mom's skirt and began to lick her just above her stocking tops. Her legs started to open and close as I got closer to her pussy....Oh Jimmy, hurry and lick me honey before I ruin my skirt. A second later my tongue found moms clit. I began licking her whole slit. It felt like slow motion. Only my tongue was touching her. I held my tongue flat and moved my head up and down. Oh fuck honey that feels so good. You lick mommy's cunt so nice. Make me cum in your mouth baby, oh. No tunes to jam by or any music for the ride.Sixty gigs of memory, you had a lot of stuff.You traveled the world with me to places generally rough.You kept me company in ole' Douchebagistan,as I charged you with solar cells and cooled you down with fans.Or hooked you up to the laptop in Iraq,or the time I left you during that fucking mortar attack.I've had you in shitholes where things weren't so nice.Or when we partied in Dubai with women, drinks and ice.We froze together out on the Khyber. Hayley’s clothes were much more stylish than anything she had worn in her school days. Her tooled leather cowboy-style brown boots revealed a brief expanse of shapely leg, below the soft suede beige-coloured A-line skirt which hung to her knees. Over this, cinched around the waist with a wide brown belt in matching suede, was an emerald green cowl-neck wool sweater which clung quite tightly, putting on view her trim form and the swell of her 28D breasts. The colours went well with her. She let out a surprised yelp, and the first signs of her inexperience started to show. “What are you doing?! Let go of me!” But the more she struggled, the more he began to feel a stir in his loins. She was but a little nymph next to his strong, muscular frame, and the power he had over her turned him on. “Isn’t this what you wanted? A quick and dirty deed?” He growled, as he brushed his lips roughly against her perky breasts and bit down hard. A high-pitched scream escaped from her lips and.