Her hands do some wandering. She whispers in his ear, "Matt baby.." She stokes his hair and he wakes."What?" he asks. "Wake up and give me your cock,"...she says as she drifts her hands down his torso and over his already semi-erect dick. "I wanna sleep," he says. As if that was going to stop her.She takes no notice and massages his member with her hands, running her fingers up and down his shaft, taking note of every vein, every bump, the rim, the tip, the base, the balls, everything. She loves. "Miss Karen, I have always had a fantasy of a beautiful blonde woman sucking me. Blondes are incredibly exotic in Africa. Many Africans find them unattractive, but many find them irresistible. Would you do this again for me?" He also shyly admitted that he had not been with a woman for a long time, and wanted very much to satisfy me properly later. He didn't say so, but I think he was afraid he would come too quickly if he entered me in his overheated state."If I do this, will you come?" Yes". I got a hand up under the sweatshirt and for the first time since infancy grasped my mother's big firm breast. God! It felt good, so smooth and spongy! I began squeezing and lightly pinching her nipples.Then I slowly moved my hand down Mom's humping belly and riffled through her rather coarse pussy hair. I found the front of her vaginal lips and began probing at where her clit should be. Mom immediately began fucking harder, and her breath started coming in gasps, faster and faster. Now she was. I stayed here though, I had a few exams coming up soon.After she left I watched the last few episodes of Money Heist season 2, argued with myself what a great show it is (watch it, it’s good, I promise) and went to bed because I was really tired.(Sorry for the wait, shits about to happen)Horniness.Extreme horniness. My eyes still closed, my one hand slowly moved to my nipple, rubbing it slightly. At the slightest touch, a burst of sensitivity rushed through my body. I kept on going, increasing.