She ran her hands through her long blonde hair and down the sides of her face to her neck as her body swayed. Her small hands were covered in black la...e half-gloves; this was a new addition to her clothing. She ran her hands over her breasts and continued down her flat belly to her groin and she moaned softly into her cell as she did. Right before her fingers reached her pussy she spun around and presented her firm backside for his viewing pleasure. Mike was now fully erect and extracted his. She had never seemed insecure or stubborn in the twelve months they'd been seeing one another. All-in-all, he felt justified in his second thoughts about the whole trip.Bert thought some more and remembered that they'd never shared any kind of intimacy. There had been the time he'd appreciated her backside in secret. He judged it to be nicely rounded, albeit shrouded in a pleated skirt. She was bending over the oven to tend a pot roast she was cooking for him and he was standing behind her.. It had two stories and was bigger than any house he had ever seen. It stood on the shore of the lake. He could see no other houses in either direction.Jan answered their knock. She wore a blue-green sweater and white beachcomber pants. Behind her was a tall man with gray hair. Jake felt anticipation, affection, and arousal from Jan directed equally at him and his mother.Jake focused on Mark Harrison’s mind. Uh oh, this could be trouble, he thought. Mark Harrison was anxious. He felt prickly,. ” “Move!” she almost shouted, “I need to feel you fucking me. That’s what I want!” Still holding her up, he began to do just what she wanted … to fuck her … hard and fast. In this position, he could drive deep inside her. She was so wet that he was gliding in and out. He looked down to see that her juices were already beginning to run down her legs. It was so good and felt so erotic. They could both hear the noises of her wetness and he knew that it excited her as much as it did him. She held.