Her mouth was wet and warm on my skin and my body was rippling with excitement. Her mouth kept going lower and she got to my nipples. This blew my min... and she lightly tongued my nipple and then left her tongue on my skin and let it travel further south. She lowered her body so her head was hovering over my groin. Then her hands reached behind her and she started to take off her jeans. My amazingly sexy adopted mother was hovering over my tented cock in just her underwear. I sat up to kiss her. George was instantly struck by her appearance. Immaculately dressed in a neatly tailored dress and a tight, knee length, pencil slim, skirt, she presented an air of cool efficiency. It was exactly as he'd dreamed she would be."Ah, good," she said. "I'm glad you are on time. This way please." She gestured to the stairs that George knew led downstairs to the cellar rooms. "We'll start in the White Room." Erica opened to the door to a room fitted out like a doctor's surgery.Inside stood Deanna,. You tell me to hook my feet onto the headboard, and i do as im told, you play with my ass cheeks for a minute, whipping them, spanking them, grabbing them, leaving bright red marks and welts. then you ram your cock all the way into my ass in one shove, with no lube, my muffled screams make you laugh and fuck my tight, dry ass, harder. once a tear or two from the insane pain run down my face you abruptly pull out and ram into my sopping wet pussy. you call me your dirty little pain and cum. As far as I could tell, I wasn’t embarking on one anyway. I was simply with a new found friend, having shared lunch, simply doing a good deed as I took her to visit her parents’ graves for the first time in years, helping her to find some wild flowers to lay on the grave and watching her use her half empty water bottle from lunch as a makeshift vase in which to put those flowers. Touching. I said a prayer along with her as we stood at the graves.Back to the car. We sat in the quiet of my car.