Without thinking, I made a small step and my hip touched her butt cheeks. It scared the shit out of me, but made me feel a sudden movement in my pants...Mrs. Wilder kept on working, and so did I, carefully staying away from her. When all baskets were full, she said in an unusually civilized tone “Great job, thank you, boy, you earned yourself a cold drink, come on.”We took the baskets, and she walked towards the house. I followed, staring at that ass of hers, swinging like a pendulum with each. I can see you thinking before answering my questions. Then you break and tell me you want me to cum. You must have seen it in my eyes. The urgent need to show you all of myself. I position the camera face on. I sit up, naked for you. I can see your eyes looking me over. I hope you like what you see. My legs are closed, not wanting you to not fully see me yet. I don't want you to see how my pussy is dripping its load all over the sofa. I dont want you to see how its moistened my thighs and how. . and I'm sure my son is ... perhaps you'd like to protect yourself and avoid the condoms..."Lauren was overwhelmed by embarrassment and shame as the woman discussed such matters with her so frankly. She didn't want Georges' mother to know they were having sex, even less that she preferred feeling him inside her without a condom on. She managed a weak shrug."Tell you what, I'll get the condoms regardless and you think about it. If you want the shot, we'll do that. Unlike normal birth control. ” And Catherine was right. She even had the honor of pulling off Sarah’s underwear. She took her time and she played around with her inner thighs as her lips moved next and gradually moved about her pussy’s lips. Did Sarah enjoy it? Well she was moaning softly but before either knew it Sarah was crying and moaning loudly as the minutes moved on. Sarah’s hands started grabbing and squeezing the ever living joy out whatever sheets and pillows that surrounded her. Sarah couldn’t believe how it all.