"If we don't get going now, we may never get out of here," said Billy with a big smile, he was obviously as excited about the evening as Sharon was."R...member, tonight I'm not your stepmother," said Sharon as Billy lead her to the car, "You should call me Sharon." Okay Sharon," replied Billy as they got in the car, it felt kind of strange to call her by her name, he had always referred to her as Mom since she married his father, even though she was not his real mother.Sharon climbed into the car. But I thought..." Yes, I know what you thought," she interrupted. Discarding the soggytowel to reveal her beautiful charms in all their glory, she continuedto talk while assembling her normal working apparel - cotton briefs,socks, canvas shoes, denims, bulky peasant blouse, and a "flattening"bra (all to "discourage unseemly male attention" she always explainedwhenever I asked). "While I was in Wardrobe selecting our costumes, Ifound a few items that'll help you acclimate to female ways, like. Her cunt muscles locked on my dick, squeezing the sperm out of me in tandem with her orgasm. Mindful of the situation and that my father might be listening, the only sounds I made were grunts in time with the shooting ropes of cum into my mother’s pussy. She, in turn, did not care about the asshole and shrieked her way through her orgasm.We stayed locked in that position until my deflating cock slipped out of Mom. I sat on the floor. Mom sat down on the closed toilet. Spreading her legs to give. ." I'll teach you, just go with the flow. I think you'll love it!" She lifted up a little and her pussy hovered over my face. I lifted up to kiss it but she was out of reach, she was wet and glistening, a little of her pussy juice leaking from between her hairless lips. It looked so sexy, I really did want to do this. "Ask nicely!" She teased. "I need a lover who wants me!" Please let me lick your pussy. I want to make you cum. I want you to teach me!"With a satisfied grin she lowered her pussy.