When I come out of her, our cum starts running out of her slit and down the inside of her leg to her stocking top. “Get that will you” I don’t k...ow why I did not get a tissue but I went down with my tongue and started licking her stocking. I rolled on to my side and went under her working my way back up to her fanny. This is the first time I have tasted my mother’s juice without strawberry lube in it, all sweet and warm. I could hear my mother starting to moan again and she moves her fanny. Although a couple of times a slight breeze threatened to expose me prematurely and as the old saying went, "I sure as hell did not know where the breeze came from but I definitely knew where it was heading...I saw the bus turn the corner some three hundred yards away and my excitement rose another six notches as it approached, I just hoped luck was with me and a man would be sat in the right seat near the bottom of the stairs. The bus came to a halt and the doors opened, the driver smiled at me. I could make out that she had taken a shower a while back only as her hair were still wet and she looked very fresh hope you understand what I mean. Anyways I went inside settled down it was winters she had arranged a mattress on the floor inside the TV room so I slid in the quilt and started watching movie. She came and sat beside inquired about dinner if I was hungry, of course I was hungry but than I was hungry for for her I wanted to rip her clothes apart and wanted to feast on her, I. He repeated that for a few strokes and let go of her legs, groaning when he felt her lock her ankles over her hands that were locked on his ass. He looked in her eyes during the kiss, and started twisting his hips as he bottomed out, the head stirring her depths. Stacy felt the cock that had been her tormentor, forcing her open and pressing through her lips until she was full. Nothing had prepared her for the feeling of completion that flooded through her, and she felt the small spasms that.