What she had a hold of was my eleven inch cock, but instead of letting go she held on to me as I pushed her to her feet. Still the hand was on my cock...but she was squeezing me gently. Now this action was so strange for a woman who was a prude in the broadest term of the word that I couldn't believe it had happened."Thank you Charles must watch where I place my feet," she said letting go and resumed her head up snooty look as she and her group moved into the church. I didn't think anyone else. ” So I tiptoed back downstairs. I left the door partly ajar fearful they might hear me close it, because her loud moaning had stopped for that period of time. Back downstairs I felt an extreme wetness in my boxers. I ejaculated and didn't even know it. I took my boxers off and fell back asleep on the basement couch. In the morning Ryan was gone. My mom was high on life. Both of them have no idea I saw them. I continue to ejaculate to what I saw that night. They still fuck around once in a. They nuzzle each other. A little while later Scott says, “I want to spoon.” She turns over and he presses himself against her. He caresses her sensitive breasts and feels his cock getting aroused again.“Oh, Scott, that was so beautiful! I haven’t felt that alive and aroused in years—and I certainly haven’t had an orgasm like that in years. Thank you, oh, thank you!” Liz says.Scott replies with, “I haven’t either! You have awakened part of me that I thought was gone. Mmmm….”They rest, quietly,. Her panties highlighted the hourglass shape she had, making a deep “V” between her thighs. Her legs were more muscular than slender but formed a beautifully smooth transition from hips to legs to feet, which looked too small for her frame. At first glance you’d probably consider her to be overweight but as you looked at her she was shaped like a woman should be, bulges in all the right places and in the rest slim and firm.She took two quick steps and “bombed” into the water, “C’mon slow coach”.