It had to be bad. Touching herself afterwards,imagining how they must be masturbating thinking of Ms. Evans' still attractivebody had to be bad. She f...lt guilty. She felt torn between her instincts andher upbringing, between her role of a mother and housewife and the desperateheat she felt between her legs. Her husband never understood and she knew henever would. She was a good wife and mother and he was a good husband and father.But she could not help getting aroused by seeing her son's. I rubbed her ass as I pulled out to the head then slowly start penetrating her once more. " Relax Jane, you are going to love this." I pushed in until she had all of me then pulled out once more slowly fucking her with long, deep strokes. Jane whimpered and dug her nails across the floor, as she held her body still. Her pussy is burning but I didn't seem to care, she is humiliated. She lowered her body to the floor and started crying as she feels me moving inside her." God you are so tight." I. I took out my tongue and inserted 2 fingers into her wet pussy as I licked and played with her clit with my tongue. She was holding onto the bed tightly moaning loudly, “Ahhhh.. Yessss…. Im sooo close !”. I understood shes about to cum so I slid in a third finger and started fingering her faster as I sucked on her clit and pinched her nipples at the same time and burst out screaming, “AHHHHHHHH Yesssssss ! I’m Cummminnnnggg !!” And she came making her pussy dripping wet and my hand was covered. Yazinia the first time around wore a piece bathing suite that was brown with pink and lime green poka dots, topped off with a pair of black suede high-heels, the kind that have a rope strap that reaches all the way to calf just below the knee. My bedroom has a window that overlooks their backyard. So thats how I know all this. I began to watch her from my window periodically because it was a beautiful sight. That and in bewteen takes I was also watching Dr. Phil in the middle of the afternoon.