Jackson drank his coffee and then Miranda followed suit. Miranda McMullen wasn’t about to make the same mistake twice. The mother in-law sipped her ...offee and then she spoke. She was illustrating her grand display of etiquette. ‘So, why did he break up with you?’ ‘Mom,’ Jackson whined. He wondered why this question was so damn difficult for Miranda to answer. Then again, Jackson only had limited knowledge of the situation. Besides, he didn’t wanna speculate. Miranda took a breath. Ok, so. It was as if a thirst which was hidden inside me from ages. I started to staying around her as much as i could.. I never missed any opportunity to peek into her cleavage when she was dusting and cleaning up.. Sometimes when she used wear a baggy nighty I could see much more deeper which would give me an instant erection and my only help was to run to my room and masturbate.. It felt so lucky that i was the only single c***d of my parents and i had a liberty to have my privacy.As i started. I wanted to hear her beg for it. “Oh god! Please fuck me! Make me cum with your cock! Please put it in my pussy!” Joyce said with a pleading tone.I moved forward and the head of my cock touched the lips of her pussy. I slid the head up and down coating it with her pussy juice. Joyce was pushing her hips up off the bed trying to get my cock into her pussy. I’d move back just enough to not allow it. I wanted to fuck her as much as she wanted to fuck me but I also wanted savor the moment. A minute. I asked her quietly do you feel a little exposed? She said yeah, let's go to my car.She had a Lincoln sedan, nice car. When we got in, she held my face and kissed my lips forced her tongue inside, she rested her one hand on my crotch and the other was around my head. I had both arms on her sides feeling her up, she's a full figured woman, about 220ibs . C cup boobs.She unbuttoned her shirt and lifted a boob out, I sucked on it, looked up at her eyes, she smiled and petted my hair, I stopped for.