Slowly I eased my dick into her sweet, sticky, virgin cunt. I pressed slowly at first, but when I reached the maidenhead I drew back and rammed hard a...d deep. She groaned and then wrapped her arms about me and forced my ass to ram harder into her pussy.I did ram harder. I was thrusting smoothly with a steady rhythm and I knew she was coming already because her tight, little cunt was rippling around my dick and she was trembling through her body. She was shaking with the passion of being fucked. "Dad replied, "Sarah, we better take a nap. This is going to be a long evening."We loaded the four large bags in the car and drove to their house on Lookout Mountain. They lived in a 90-year-old restored antebellum-style house that has won many decorator and garden awards over the years.After carrying the luggage upstairs, we sat and visited a few minutes and talked about their two months in Europe. I told them about the Boathouse and our reservation at 7:00 pm. Dad had also heard about it but. : wowww.. Chootttt me mazaaaa.I thought it to be a little weird but that’s all the erotic hindi she knew. Then she let her body loose. I tasted her cum and held he. Lifted her and took her to bed. My “lund” was already a monster by now.She looked at it and tried to hold it. I just didn’t let her and started kissing her again. She was tired. I could feel it, I got her the glass of water and she drank all of it.She: I love you.Me: I am not done yet.Then I again got down to her choot and started. If she only knew who I was really using this on.That evening before Mom rolled in. I took the initiative and made supper. I did that for two reasons. One being obvious. It would help get me to massage Mom quicker, and second, I figured Mom would appreciate the effort.As I set the table, I heard heels clicking on the floor heading in my direction before noticing mom tossing her purse on the chair at the far end of the table."Wow, Mom, another tough day?" I said as her complexion appeared as if.