He stared out down the long garden and thought of nothing.For a while he stood there. The wind gradually stopped, and everything became still and quie.... Looking at his watch, Michael turned towards the large sliding glass doors and quietly walked into the warm, spacious dining room, gutted of all furnature and littered with cans and half empty beer bottles.Most had already left. Michael lightly stepped across the hardwood floor, checking every surface for his missing phone. He moved through a. Mom's smile encouraged me, her raised arms guided me. Before I knew it I felt soft thighs cradle my hips, Mom's pubic bush against my lower stomach, breasts pressed to my chest, and the soles of her feet caressing my calves. Unfortunately, the excitement of it had my heart pounding, breath gasping, and I was beginning to hyperventilate. It was too much for me. I was beginning to get dizzy."Just relax, David," she said softly her arms wrapping around me. "Breathe deeply."The momentary panic, at. ”“Undress me,” she said, “Take off my clothes, slowly and explore each part of me as you see it. If you want to taste it, taste it, if you think it needs touching, touch it. You’ll know if you’re doing it right by my reactions.” I reached up and began unbuttoning her top, pulling the thin fabric aside as each button allowed me more access to her skin. I ran my fingers lightly down between her breasts. Once all the buttons were undone I slipped the shirt back over her shoulders and let it fall. He was now pointing the camera at me as he started to ask me some questions."How does that cock taste?" So good." I said."Are you a black cock slut?" You bet. Do you like watching me suck that dick?" Honey, you are the sexiest MILF I know." He said."Mark, how does my wife's pussy taste?" This is the best pussy I have ever had. Now it's time to fuck it."Again, I couldn't believe that Mark was hard already. I wasted no time and jumped on top of him. I straddled Marks cock and slowly lowered.