Then out of no where he kissed her deeply. The back of his hand gently caressed her cheek. His tongue danced with hers. Without realising it, her arms...intwined around his neck keeping the kiss hard against her lips. He pulled away gently and stood up. He began to unbutton his black shirt and let it fall with her gown. His toned body inticed her, intriqued her, and excited her. While her mind was on his torso she didnt notice that his pants were gone as well and he joined her in the tub. He. Donna blushed furiously, and Matt gave her a triumphant grin. He'd had enough experience with girls to know what a hot, juice-filled pussy meant... his sexy mother was dying to be fucked! He pushed her nightgown up further, uncovering the pretty little blonde triangle of her cunt-bush, and began to stroke her pussy."Ohhhhh, God!" Donna sobbed.She couldn't help it... she creamed all over her son's fingers as he gently but sensuously stimulated the fever-hot flesh of her cunt slit. She'd always. She had never doubted that he knew her body and how to give her what she wanted and needed. But this was fantastic. A slowly building explosion inched higher and higher in her willing and ready body.With more pressure now, his hands kneaded into the fleshy globes of her tits. He squeezed and rolled their pillowy shapes against her chest, then pressed them down into her so that their roundness pancaked out from under his palms.He wasn't rushing her or himself. His fingers maneuvered their way. Don’t start disappointing me with useless questions. ‘Forgive me my lord,’ the aide quickly says. ‘I will figure something clever.’ You had better. If this gets fucked up then you will be the first to feel my wrath. ‘It will be done as commanded,’ the aide says assuredly, but the screen has already gone blank. ‘Fuck,’ he says silently before stepping out of the room. The aide heads down the hall which is nearly empty having been previously cleared on Todd Nichols, director of the FBI,.