But since I made it wet it wasn’t paining for her. I pumped her ass.In the beginning it was paining later she started enjoying it. As pumping her as... I could hear the sound of pumping. I ramped it hard for 5 min. Removed my cock made her lie down straight and parted her legs, entered my cock in missionary position. I dint wanted to fuck her hard as I would cum fast. So slowly I moved in and out of her kissing. We kissed and smooched and looked into each other’s eyes. We open both our hearts. We. ”“I ... I don’t know...”“I’ve got a spare room and heat, which is better than you’ll have as soon as you run out of gas. You’d freeze to death out here in that car.”She obviously came to the same conclusion he had, because she said, “I guess.”“You have a coat?” he asked.She reached into the back seat and retrieved a coat that he was sure was what every pretty girl was wearing, but wouldn’t cut the wind for shit. On top of that, she was wearing tights. She wasn’t even dressed warmly enough to. .. ," she said sadly, "He spent last night sleeping underneath the Stairway overhang." Well, I hope you told him not to get too comfortable," I whined. "I know charity begins at home; but even thinking of letting him stick around is ridiculous." Why don't we go down, spend some time with him?" my wife suggested. "It might be kind of nice to have some company around for a couple of days."(About now - I'm not liking the sound of that!)"Well, I went down and met him... tried to talk to him. Never. ." But she wasn't stopping me. She was still kissing me. She didn't put her hand on mine to stop me from massaging her big tit or from taking her nipple between my fingers. What she did was put her hand on my cock and say, "We can't Bobby..."I didn't say anything; I kept kissing and feeling her. When I stopped kissing her, I sucked on her nipple. She put her hand through my hair and said, "No baby, no..." And the way she said it, I knew I was going to fuck my mother, right then and right.