I lifted mom's skirt, pushed the thong aside and then, while she leaned against the wall with one hand while holding the phone in the other, I slowly ...ucked her from behind. When she said goodbye and hung up the phone I fucked her harder as she braced herself against the wall and cried:"Harder! Harder damn it! Fuck your slutty mommy baby; make mommy your fucking bitch!"I pulled out of her, pushed her down onto the floor and then fucked her as hard as I could. I don't know how many times she got. Tanya called over the waiter with the bill and signed the chit. We bothtouched up our lipstick and made our way to the front where her car waswaiting. In between giving directions I thanked Tanya for all her wisdomand understanding, adding that I had always enjoyed working with her asshe listened to my advice but wanted proof of its soundness. Then sheacted on it instead of trying to put her own spin on it. She told methat she did so because I was one of the few men who didn't act asthough they. I wanted to slip inside of her again and was having trouble maneuvering my cock. She reached down and grabbed my cock and guided it to her lips. She rubbed the head of my cock against them and I eased into her again. Her pussy opened again to take all 7 inches into her until my balls felt her ass. I rose up on my arms and began to fuck my mom. My cock began to slide in and out of her extremely wet pussy. Mom grabbed my ass and guided me to a good rhythm. Once established, her hands. "How did you explain those bruises to Linda?" I asked with a smile."She just thinks Nat and I scuffled a bit," he said, digging something out of his pocket. "But unless you keep your voice down, she'll know the rest."I put my hands on my hips and frowned. "Maybe a few people should know just how lousy you really are," I said. Somehow I felt more confident around my stepfather now. More and more he seemed a tired old man with no morals instead of a rampaging tiger on the loose."Okay, okay," he.