When she realized how much it had excited her, she tried her best to suppress the feeling. There was no harm in thinking it, she thought to herself, b...t feelings could be dangerous, and she did everything she could to put the moment behind her. Perhaps to overcome the awkwardness of the moment, and to lighten the mood, Grace began quizzing Tristan about his teenage romantic endeavours and his youthful experiences with members of the fairer sex. Tristan was slightly chagrinned by her motherly. They coated my tongue, tasting amazing. I shuddered and groaned, my heart pounding in my chest, pumping euphoria through my veins.My finger rubbed harder as she leaned back on the desk. Her breasts heaved with all their youthful perkiness. Her thighs clamped about my face. My tongue fluttered up and down her folds, licking up her cream.“Mmm, yes, that's it,” Mom purred. She pinched my nipples, my futa-dick throbbing. “You're doing wonderful. You've made her cum hard.”“So hard,” groaned. Now it was few and far in between sexual encounters. As she gazed out to the pool she couldn't help but notice that the skimpy speed o suits some of the players wore seemed to accent their crotch area especially that of the young black players. Though she realized it was wrong for her to think such thoughts she began to wonder just how big those young blacks equipment really was.Meanwhile, the team members were having a really good time. One of the players had snuck in some alcohol and they. Now in her gloriously figure defining office attire, she readies the plates to serve breakfast and calls out to Paul to come to the kitchen. He sits down and looks at his food still daydreaming about what happened not even thirty minutes ago..."Mom why did you let me go so far with rubbing my dick on your ass and th...." Honey how about we just don't talk about these little incidents, it's happened, we had a bit of fun and now it's over and done with. So eat your eggs and bacon - I'm sure you.