. We were both pretty relaxed. She showed me under the table how she touched herself, stroked her panties gently and my pants really felt like explodi...g… Then came the moment that changed everything - maybe a short time later another similar moment would have come, or never, you don't know, but there was the moment – our moment. An ex-boyfriend of her best friend passed us by. He recognized her immediately and spoke to her briefly. They talked innocently for a moment and then she asked me if he. Mom mumbled something under her breath along the lines of, “It’sh no problem hunny.” He noted the slight speech impediment and concluded she was drunk. She was always drunk. It was then he also noticed the disheveled look to her, the bathrobe she was wearing was only very loosely done up and as she shifted in on her stool one of her breasts swung visibly loose. Mom had always been an alcoholic, though a very pleasant one to be fair. The same was true for her Mom… and her Mom… and so on. She was. I did so with a smile and a smack on her ass. She begged for more of both smacks and fucking her ass. She was rosy red cheeked when I finished with her. Unfortunately, I got my brains reduced to mush after four rounds. No amount of that wonderful mouth could get me up again. So she had me finger her to a final orgasm. I drove home with a grin that you couldn’t have removed with dynamite and a belly full of a great breakfast. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. We spent as much time. Josh slides into me easily. He feels good. A young hard cock pushing deeper into my folds. It feels harder than my husband's cock. He bottoms out, his balls against my ass. Then he pulls back and thrust back into me again. I guide his hips with my hands as he gain momentum. He feels so good. His heavy balls slapping my ass. I grip his cock with my pussy every time he pulls back and release so he can slam back into me. As we do this I can feel his cock swelling, growing, and it is bringing.