. "Yes you fucker. Yes yes yes. Aaaaaaaaggghhhhhhh. Yes yes. Oh fuck. Oh fuck". I lapped up the juices from her slot and brought my fingers up to her ...outh. "Mmmm you taste so good baby" I said, forcing her to lick her own come lovingly off my fingers. Then I pushed her further up the bed and lay on top of her, puckering her flushed face. We both knew what I was going to do. I pointed my cockhead at her sloppy entrance, ready to go for the old missionary position. As she spread her legs again,. She responded with moans and gasps, and her hand began to rub up and down my shaft through the shorts, her other hand squeezing her own breast a little more. Not a word had been uttered in these few minutes, but we both knew we were doing what we had wanted for a long time. I softly nibbled on her ear, whispering‘Beth, I want to kiss you so much’I waited for a reply. There was none.She moved her face to mine, looked into my eyes and then closed them as she moved forward to meet her lips with. Daniel giggled and took the can out of the air. His Father had a fine supply of cheap Belgian Lager in the garage but would never allow Coke in the house except at Christmas to go in Mum’s Bacardi, even then it had only been one of the cheap shop own brand ones. Chris loved the stuff and always had some in the fridge, and didn’t mind him drinking it. Daniel had realised that so long as he took it easy, it would always be OK. While the kettle boiled, Chris looked across at the papers on the. I’m surprised she has never had sex from behind before.My mother comes to the side of the bed where I am sitting, her fanny level with my face. I run my hands up the back of her legs over her stockings and on to her bum checks and push my head in to her fanny.“ I can’t believe I’m doing this with my mother” I saidI start kissing around her stocking tops and pulling her spenders with my mouth. My mother’s hands are on my head guiding me about. I start pulling down her knickers with my teeth.