The long, black thread of road shuddered with heat ripples in both directions. She pulled her cropped T shirt over her head, then toed off her sandals...and unzipped her cutoffs, pushing them off along with her panties. She stood naked in the center of the road and touched her breasts. Her body felt weightless, but there was a heaviness to her breasts that felt comforting. Hot desert air swarmed through the space between her sinuous thighs. Shaven slick as Teflon, her pussy felt touched. She. She was getting ready for a shower and was in her towel when she decided my ass facing her was a target. She goosed me with the handle of a makeup brush making me jump up smacking my head on the underside of my open top drawer. It hurt and I collapsed in pain. She started laughing and I did too. She comes over to offer to ‘kiss my owee’ and climbs on top of me to kiss my head. Her towel falls off and all of a sudden she kisses me on the lips. I didn’t stop her and kinda surprised myself by. Passionately, she clung to the enormous, cream-shooting cock, loving the taste of her young son's seed. Shamelessly, the horny mom continued sucking; jacking and swallowing, not wanting to release her boy's prick until she'd sucked every droplet of pungent cream from the crown of his cock meat. After nearly a half-minute, the cum-explosion was over, and the attractive blonde mother had the belly full of cock juice she'd craved. She raised her head from her son's crotch, dazed and anxiously. By sheer coincidence, the beauty that had so captivated me was two tables away, on the opposite side so that she and I were facing each other, albeit through the heads of the people across from each of us and at the intervening table. Much of the time, when nobody was poking their big pumpkin heads in the way or passing between us, I still had a clear line of sight to her, and I didn’t seem able to tear my eyes away. At one point our eyes met, and she seemed to look at me quizzically – no doubt.