I could fight it no longer, I had a massive hard on, and it was all her doing. No woman that I had ever been with before had been able to make me that...hard. It was fucking amazing. She gave an evil sort of giggle that let me know that not only was she pleased, but that she was well aware it was all her doing. She continued to tease me, she was driving me insane. I wanted so much to show her exactly what she had done to me. But I did as she asked and just laid there. Right then, Samantha began. I moaned in pleasure as his manly desires were eating me. He came down and kissed my waist by holding tightly and kissed my navel. He inserted his tongue and kissed it again and again. He looked me in my eyes and said, you are damn sexy and it’s mine. I hugged him and said, it’s yours only. Fucked me hard and satisfy me that I won’t ever forgive this moment in my life. He was damn excited and he lifted me in his arms and through me on a bed in his room. Before I could do anything he got up and. "I wonder how many of these women were dressed by their son" she whispered as we stood at the bar waiting for our drinks, she smelled wonderful and I longed to kiss her neck, to nuzzle my mouth into her flesh, to taste her!"I'm wondering how many of them have got a pussy as wet as yours mum" and she giggled deliciously,We sat down at a table where we could see everyone as they came into the pub and she pressed herself against me, I felt the softness of her breas pressing into my arm and I. "I could be", I said as you begin to embarrassingly clean the glasses from the bar. Our eyes meet in a place of no distraction of light, but clarity. As the words escape my mouth, I slowly dominate my stare to let you know my jokes were up! You smile bashfully as we think our next choice of words carefully. "Well, maybe I should prepare better". As we disappointingly retire to our opposed directions, the thoughts mingle with the vision in my head.. As you vanish up the staircase, your words,.