From the squatting position, he entered her from behind once again.Now, his head was next to hers while he stroked his root in and out of the smoking ...lut. Caught up in the naughtiness of it all, she flicked her ash and brought the cigarette to her lips again. Jack watched intently. His smoking dreams and fantasies were happening just inches away. In that moment, he controlled his own breathing and pleasure noises, so he could hear any noise Roxanne's lips might make, as well as the sound of. Mom: Then what do you want? You want me to be naked?Me: I want you to enjoy your life! I want you to stop missing my dad! I want you to feel free! I saw how glad you were these past days. I have never seen you this happy ever since dad passed away!Mom didn’t say anything. She fell back deeper into the chair. She knew how happy she was, the feelings, the way she was, how open she was. Everything was life-changing for her. She enjoyed every minute of it. She found the truth in what her son was. I watched him move closer to the bed, looking down, examining my actions closely. He touched my arm, “Lay down baby, you need a man’s touch.” He climbed on to the bed, and his mouth came down on mine. He kissed me hard, while his left hand cupped my big breast. It fit in his large hand perfectly. I lay down, and his fingers went to work, massaging my flesh, then pulling, and stretching them between his index finger and thumb. I arched my back and moaned in response. Using both hands he pushed. The bends in the lines once it gets to my ass really show off how tight and perky it is. His house is close to mine, and I walk there once it's dark. I've got a black lace thong to match my tube bra, a white cami, and black pumps. I'm wearing a black wig too, it felt so good to have such long feminine hair. I walk up the driveway to his door. It's quiet at night in this rich suburban neighborhood, his house is two stories but it has a pool and a sprawling backyard. He answers the door in.