One hand continues up to her breast as the other has his fingers lightly caressing her mound before slipping inside her lips sending her sweet smell t... him. He smiles and lowers his lips to her wet pussy and kisses her clit before slowly and gently licking it. Her head tilts back and she closes her eyes as her hands grip the sheets. She moans, never having felt such intimate pleasure before.His finger continues to explore. He circles the hole of her pussy as it continues to drip out her nice. Like to dress up as..." I leaned closer dropping my voice a bit."... as ponies." I smiled smugly.Mother paused.She waited a beat, then staring at me blankly.I savored her stunned silence in victory as my poor silly mommy sat there totally dumbfounded by her daughter's little bombshell. Guess your little girl's not so ho hum after all, is she mommie, huh??? Huh????I grinned to myself.I'd normally feel kinda weird talking sex with my own mother on a Saturday afternoon at the pool, but somebody. A rough tongue licks every inch of my body between my legs, providing me previously unknown sensations. I cannot hold still and writhe on the bed, powerless to stop him. Power is exchanged as the powerless takes control.Richard never introduced me to such pleasures. Our sex is always so controlled. These feelings are like nothing I have felt before. Erotic. Sensual. Passionate. Dirty. Tom slips a finger inside my warm sex and I cover my face with a lacy pillow to stifle my screams.“Tom,” I. She-can you do me a favour.Can you drop me at the bank? While you go to officeMe-(thinking in mind) ok auntyShe-5 minutes I will be backAnd I was sitting in the hall. She went to change the clothes.Suddenly she came wearing dark blue jeans and a t-shirt. Then we both went to the bank. I dropped her at the bank. And I left the place…Next day-2I got a message from herShe- I have taken a new phone. I want to know few thinks about it. Please come down.It was sunday I was at home. My mom asked me..