"Norma didn't say anything so Bobby blundered on, "I mean, you're my mom and I know that what we did isn't supposed to happen between a mother and son..."Gently Norma leaned forward and laid her hand on Bobby's bare arm saying, "Yeah, I know. And I understand your feelings. I have that same problem myself so can we at least talk about it?" Sure, I guess." Would you like to just stop doing it, dear. That is, do you think we should just quit and pretend like nothing ever happened. I'd be willing to. I looked at her with concern. She nodded and mouthed I’m okay. I thrust my finger in and out, her moaning making me as hard as a rock. I added another finger and gently caressed her clitoris with my other hand. “How,” she gasped, quivering slightly. “Did you learn to make a girl feel so good?” “Luck.” I stopped as her pussy clenched around my fingers and she moaned. “Damn, you’re good, Drew. Damn, you’re good.” “Nickole,” I called to the mixed girl. “You get to give me a blowjob, ‘kay?”. "He generously presented me with fifty guineas, as reward for saving the Regimental colour, but I demurred, saying it was Ensign Clinton who had carried it into the square, and he should have the reward. Ensign Aston Clinton had since secured a lieutenant's commission, and had transferred into the 24th Foot.Lord Brownlow would have none of it."Not at all, if you hadn't formed the square he would have suffered the same fate as the ensign bearing the King's colour."I then told him that Captain. It felt quite impressive, she thought, as she was flooded with a different kind of hunger. Now that her belly was full, her pussy seemed somewhat envious.“Oh, my, “she gasped as she felt the tip of his prick being guided so that the tip of it pressed against her tight little pucker. She did her best to rise up so that she could accommodate him, panting as he began to feed his cock into her tight hole, relaxing as she settled down, gravity taking over until she felt the tops of this thighs once.