I imagine the scratchy feel of the scrunchie is the stubble on your chin as you kiss my skin. My hands are starting to shake and my knees tremble; I k...ow what’s coming. I smooth my hands down over my hips, down my thighs and back up again. I tilt my head back, eyes closed as I envision you watching me. Your eyes make my skin tingle and burn. I put one foot up on the side of the bath, spreading my legs to give you a good view, and then I draw the soapy scrunchie over my inner thigh, just letting. They sat and chatted for half an hour or so. Except it wasn't chat forDeborah. Her questions and comments were carefully thought out to probehis thoughts and plant thoughts and ideas into his mind. Putting forwardwhat seemed as quite vague suggestions, but which in reality were smalltests to gauge how he reacted to them. She was pleased to see that noneof her suggestions met with anything even remotely close to a negativeresponse."I have to go but I'll be in touch soon," she said and left the. That time I had full erected penis but it was not visible, when we entered that room I hugged her from behaind but she did nothing nd told me that “I know you will do it. I told that I like you very much then she nodded her head nd replied as I too. We had started smooching at that time I was massaging her boobs, suddenly she removed my lungi I was standing in boxers, I lift her in my arms nd carried her to cot, I throw her into cot. She told me to remove her nighty I did, she had no bra nd. I experienced an intense orgasm and unloaded an enormous amount of sperm, but my mother tried to swallow it all. The amount of semen that was flowing from my balls at this moment was so large, however, that she couldn’t swallow everything and from her mouth excess sperm was dripping, which I felt was an incredibly horny sight.After a little while my mother let my shrinking cock glide out of her mouth and she lay on top of me. The sensation of feeling her tits against my chest and her belly.