Soon I had two fingers inside of her hot, wet pussy. Mom's clit was rather large. Sucking on it felt like I was sucking on my thumb. It felt so good i... my mouth. Sucking on it reminded me of the days when I had explored sex as a lad of twelve with my next door chum. It was his Mom who I often fantasized about now-a-days. My mom was so much better than the fantasy. I felt her hands urging my head lower. I withdrew my fingers from that creamy slit and licked at her hungry hole. More urging of her. Now she was ready to do any hot thing , for me, including sucking my cock . Making her kneel again in front of me , I pushed my cock inside her mouth , and she gladly accepted it . She turned out to be a quick learner , from watching the porn movie , and was giving me the blow job of my life . She was infact , taking the entire tool in her mouth and then taking it out . OOOooOooooohhhhhh SO SEXYYY YYYAAA DO IT LIKE THISS AAAHHH SUCK IT MORE YOU SEXY , I was enjoying every moment of it. After. I finally exhaled with a full on cry of pleasure as the last pulse of orgasm squeezed from me onto him. He looked down on me with kind of desperation I’d never seen. “Is it done?” he asked. I nodded my head to affirm that yes, my climax was finished. “Good, now you can feel mine.” His ragged voice was low with what almost seemed like anger. He drove into me with punishing strength. My pussy awakened to a new fire as I was inching across the floor with each new thrust. I cried out several times,. .. then eight hours isn't much.She did try getting up out of bed, late at night, and working on some things then. But Bob rolled over and found only empty bed, so he got up too. She was wearing a long, thin robe, made of worn cotton. It was, in fact, her oldest piece of clothing, and she had worn that robe since she was fourteen. It had, when new, been pink, but now all the color had washed out of it. It was thin enough that the light from the monitor shone through it, outlining her breasts.