She felt an energy inside her, strong enough to conquer the world. And it showed. It showed in her eyes, her cheeks, her smile, her hair. It even show...d in the way she walked; she had a light bounce. Almost as if she held back from dancing. As she walked into the marketplace, people noticed her. They noticed her sparkle, her energy and her bounce. One or two even commented on how good she looked. Ava just smiled back at them and nodded at the compliments. Of course, there was the possibility. I pulled it out of my pocket and clicked it but said nothing; my phone manner is a little abrupt, but people who ordinarily call me know that."Uh ... Pete? Peter?" I heard."It's me," I said."This is ... well, it's Jennifer." Jennifer Aniston," I said confidently. Oh, hell.There was a gale of laughter. "Ashley," she corrected. "But how nice! She's so beautiful." So are you," I blurted. Oh, hell again; there are ways to say things and then there are ways to say things. But I got another easy. I feel the palm of my hand becoming wet with your juices as I continue to massage. As I pull my hand backward my finger dips between your pussy lips.I reach up and touch your hands with mine then slowly trail my hands down the length of your arms to your shoulders, you start to drop your hands but I whisper in your ear to keep them up.I trail my hands down over your armpits and slowly down your sides to your hips. I drop to my haunches and playfully smack your bottom before tenderly placing my. She then used it to smear her son’s entire cock with her drool, using it as lubrication as she continued pumping Mark as she kept licking and tasting his crown.Jennifer drew back her head slowly, with the only thing connecting her tongue with the head of her son’s cock being a thick, white string of spit and precum. Mark looked at it and his cock twitched in his mother’s hand.“Oh Christ, mom,” he groaned as his eyes rolled up and he laid his head down.“Mmmm… You like that, don’t you baby? You.