They both gasped for breath. They were drenched in sweat and the room smelled of sex. Reluctantly Cindy rolled onto her back, releasing Steve’s now ...oft cock. After a moment Steve leaned over and gave his mother a kiss. Cindy embraced him as he ran his fingers through her soaking wet hair.Not a word was spoken between them, but in their hearts and souls they made a pact. From then on they were lovers. They had crossed the murky barrier between fucking and making love. Now they would not let. After sucking me for a couple of minutes, mom let go of my prick and said, "Fuck my tits."Mom held up her boobs for me and wrapped them around my rock hard dick as I fucked in between the fleshy mounds. Man, this was tit-fucking heaven!After a few minutes of this I said, I don't want to cum like this, let's fuck now.Mom stood up and walked over to the bed.She got on her hands an knees facing away from the head end of the bed, so that her face was towards the mirrored cupboard wall. In this pose. Carol was always highly multiple orgasmic, and I think I made her come five times that night. She was so wet from her own lubricant, my come deep inside her, and sweat from the extremely physical fucking she received. I had fingered and licked her for a good ten minutes before I even slid my clock into her - I wanted her shaky, wiped out, and, most of all, I wanted to send her to her new guy with her pussy filled with my come. She wanted to take a shower, but I had shut off the water. I "forgot. I proposed her on class 12th and she accepted. The relation was more of affection and care. It was something like true love. We concentrated on our studies and never thought of getting physical until one day when we were out for a group study!It was a chilled winter day of January, we completed our studies and was chatting sharing a same blanket. Slowly all our friends slept. We got comfortable with each other, came more close and slowly started cuddling each other. Both of us were enjoying.