'Had I not been raised in a convent aboard a lunar space module, golly, I might be sorely tempted by all this mouthwatering cock meat bouncing around ...y face, ' she decided, realizing she was so horny that it made her tongue itch. 'I mean, sure, I suppose I might be tempted to act inappropriately around all these gorgeously well-endowed hunks with bodies that just make me want to bend myself backwards to piss down my own voracious gullet, ' she mused rather candidly to herself, 'but then not. It lasted a little longer than would be expected.Oh my, I can feel him… he’s pushing his erection against me… he wants me to feel it.I could feel his hands moving over my back as well.What is he feeling for? He’s checking to see if I’m wearing a bra... Oh god, he’s tracing my garter belt around my waist now. He broke the hug, stepped back slightly but still held me by my hips. He looked me right in the eye and said “You look great mom… what’s the special occasion?”As he asked that, I. He realises I am watching him. The feel of his hair sliding through my fingers as I yank his head back. Don’t fucking look at me. I can still feel the faint, irregular contractions inside me. The remnants of the previous hour. My pussy languishing in the memory of his exertions. His tongue is even better than I had imagined. I study his naked body – the hairy chest next to the soft skin beneath his arms. The faint outline of his ribs beneath the flesh, of his hip bones. Tender. Delicate. I. I would alternate between licking and gently sucking her now erect nipples. I enjoyed smashing her boobs together before i would lick in the valley between her cleavage. She had also placed a small dab of perfume between her twin peaks that was also driving me crazy with lust.I could hardly believe that i was making love to a beautiful 21 year old girl with the body and face of a porn star. I was a 25 year old virgin when i married my wife. My wife was thin ( and still is ) and had a pretty.