I observed her, she was in my eyes fucking ugly, short, very over weight probably about 17 stone, tattoo’s all over her, big tits and to what Donna ...ad already told me she had piercings, no wonder she hasn’t a sex life.Another cup of coffee and she asked again if she could see our loft, I agreed I had no reason not to. I went upstairs and pulled the ladders down and she followed me up. She was wearing a blue top, black pants, I’d worked out she’d come straight from work. When the ladders were. "Permission to come, sir! Permission to come?" shegasped. "Not yet, you gorgeous slut! Not yet!" I held the little vibe in my other hand, flicked it on andpressed the head against her clit. "Oh no!" she screamed. "Oh! Oh!Ohhhhh!!!" The purple vibe was in her cunt; the little white fingervibe was buzzing hard against her distended clit. Her hips were jerkingobscenely up out of the chair in a desperate attempt to drive the thing insidedeeper inside her, her ass off the chair and vibrating as he. Some accidental sighting of him, Donovan, ashe drove to AKA's that very first day might finally cause Phil and his motherto realize where he really was. Something! But there was nothing. Only a second stumble about twenty minutes later. This one was more serious. It seemed to take forever for the kid to get hisfeet back under him. By the time he did, his face had gone scarlet,his eyes had become dazed, and his breathing had been reduced to a ragged,rasping rendition of its former self. Donovan. He gripped mom's ass cheeks, then said, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Something inside me, told me it was all over and I returned to my own bedroom. Laying down, I slid a hand down my belly and did something between my legs that I'd never done before. Opening my legs, I slid a finger up and down the opening of my slit.It didn't take long for me to understand why my mother liked it, being touched down there; it felt good, real good. No, better than just good, it felt like nothing I'd ever felt.