Was it just my imagination, or was Mom really getting off on this? Maybe she was able to relax well enough for this first lay because it was her own h...sband banging her, or maybe she actually had been missing this in their married life, or maybe it was the idea of being watched and recorded that turned her on ... maybe it was all of that at once. Whatever caused it, Mom didn’t take long to get worked up. The result of that was not only the smell of her wet, warm pussy being worked over, but. Even though I set out to get a quick fuck buddy, I wanted to get to know this guy. Something about him was, well, I couldn’t put my finger on it. We talked for four hours and then he walked me to my car. He kissed me and it was incredible. I pushed him away because I’d just met him and I was feeling things I didn’t think I should. At least not so quickly. We agreed to meet another time. We talked on the phone every day after that for hours and I agreed that he could come to my place. He didn’t. We operate on a firstcome, first serve basis."The next thing Charlie knew, he was sitting in a row with his mother andsister while they got their nails done. He wondered how they were planningto make his nails look pretty, when all they'd done so far was rough themup. Still he managed to join the conversation, as they all talked aboutclothes and fashion. He just thought about what he liked to see on a girl,and answered with the feminine lilt he'd been taught earlier that morning.Before he knew. Sam shivered a little; although it was a warm evening, occasionally a hint of a cool breeze would come off the water. I put my arm around her shoulders to warm her a bit, and she leaned back into me in comfort.For a while we didn't talk, just enjoying the quiet evening. Sam cuddled up to me, put her arm around me and gave me a kiss on my cheek and thanked me for making this evening so special for her. I returned her kiss, aiming for her cheek, but she turned her head at the last moment and I.