" He laughed, shook his head some more and wandered off back to the house.I sat there in anticipation, waiting for his return. Every sound made my hea... jerk around anxiously, wanting to see him before he arrived. I was tremendously aroused and kind of light headed, almost trembling as I waited, but at the same time I was a little frightened and anxious.I knew I would be hurt, oh, not badly, but he would fuck me hard, like before. My thighs and ass were still a little sore four days after the. He had expected her to be angry if she caught him again, but he could not have anticipated anything like this. So many times he had dreamed of being with a real female, not just someone in a magazine or on a computer screen ... maybe even one who was touching herself. Touching him would be even better. But this was hardly what he had in mind. As much as Ryan got very excited at the thought of his mother catching him masturbating, he didn't know why. He never entertained the thought of her doing. I obediently and silently began to take my clothes off. That’s the way it always was, me silently doing exactly what I was supposed to do, blushing, and him watching with pleasure. I began with the buttons on my dress. There were six of them, as the dress unbuttoned down the front, I let it slide to the ground. I towered over him in my heals with my garters still attached to the black fish net stockings with the seems up the back. I never wore panties because for many years he forbad me to,. She then stood up from my lap, walked over to where her little bag was. She hitched up that long skirt & I could hear &the slight swish of her white knickers being taken down & I watched as she casually stepped out of them before kicking them genty over to her bag.I always recall how delightful it was to have her bare, hairy squishy cunt sat back down on me, before she asked if I was going to waste any more time. No way & I soon slipped off my black denims & pants down over the knees to my.