She kept pulling and trimming, as my right leg started to tremble. She looked up at me as I bit my lower lip. “You OK girl?”“Yeah, I’m just a ...ittle nervous with those scissors clipping away down there”, and I bit my lip again to try to stop my leg from moving.What was really happening is that I was moving closer to something I’d never experienced before. Jill clipped the rest of the longer hairs the best that she could and then grabbed my electric razor. She popped on the trimmer attachment,. I should feel guilty, disgusted, for allowing my own mother to suck me off and cumming in her mouth like that. But I don't feel guilty, I feel only a deep, warm love for her. Oh God, I love her! I've loved her all along!A few minutes later they reached Westridge and he was swinging the Pontiac into the drive at his uncle's home. Once inside the garage, he shut off the engine, headlights, then he and his mother got out of the car, clinging to each other, and walked along the rear path to the. Jen is wearing a blue color dress with a transparent silver coat on top. She has brown hair. Her dress was just till her thighs. Elena was wearing a green color sleeveless t-shirt and mini shorts.Jen: Please, have a seat.Elena: So, how was your day? I take it you enjoyed your day off?Jen: Well, I tried to enjoy it but mom had other plans for me. She was like… “Great, a day off? Now you can finally help around the house for a change.”Elena: Oh, that bad, huh?Jen: Yeah. So, I stole some wine from. She stopped being the apparently defenseless woman from a few seconds ago. We started to arouse each other with our bodies. “I really want to go inside” she told me, waking me up from my sexual trans. I moved away from her and let her enter before me. She opened the door and went inside without even thinking. Inside, there was a long hallway with soft red light which barely let you see some of the doors. A few meters inside we saw the reception, where an old man and an eighteen year old girl.