Her tiny chest that puffed out with their tiny erect pink centers jiggled slightly from her up and down movement, leaving a highly erotic picture in h...s mind. He knew, once this was over, he would be replaying that same exact scene in his brain for some time to come. Amelia felt the tingle of pleasure begin to build as she continued to hover over her son. The sensations inside enveloped her whole body as she felt the onset of her orgasm form deep inside. Amelia felt the heaviness on her skin as. So the next day she came round with her darts dressed in Jeans and a white blouse top three buttons undone I should add the wife had gone out with friends shopping for the day so it was an ideal day to practice. We went to the room and I said have a few throws get used to the board and I will make us a cup of tea so of I went made the tea and returned. Barbra was happily throwing her darts so I said i will watch for a bit and see if I can spot anything wrong or see if theres anything you should. 'I can't say that.''You can if you want it,' I said, and continued to tease her by rubbing the end of my prick against her clit.'Fuck me,' she whispered.'I can't hear you.''Fuck me,' she moaned loudly.'Again!''Fuck me!'I leaned forward and whispered in her ear again.'Oh no.''Oh yes, Mrs Briggs. Say it!''Oh… okay yes… fuck me you nigger.''Well done mum,' I said and started to fuck her hard and fast. Soon she was grunting and groaning in time with my thrusts. Then her eyes rolled back in her head. She thought she’d done all they’d asked. Just when she felt she’d overcome one hurdle here was another. But she’d embarrassed herself already. This barrier was easier to cross.Her right hand pulled at her blouse revealing the sheer bra covering her right breast. The deep pink nipple clearly visible beneath the gossamer-like fabric. Her right hand pulled at the fabric, her left hand eased her copious bosom free.A tear rolled down her cheek.She tried her hardest to carry on. “Why not try standing.