Jim's fingers moved lower in Cherry's folds to find her soaking pussy. He plunged two fingers in her deep. This time she groaned low in her throat. He...rested his thumb on her throbbing clit. He worked her pussy with his fingers and worked her body with his cock. When he heard her begin to pant, he moved his thumb back and forth on her tingling clit. "Cum with me Cherry, baby," Jim breathed out. Jim moved fingers in time with his cock, both encased in soft warm flesh. He felt the cum rising out. And this time have the opportunity to do it properly, without it ending as soon as it got started. But the trouble was that three days went by without him and his mother having a chance to be alone together. So he still didn't know if his mother was as eager as he was to do it again, or if she had no intention of ever getting into a position like that with her son a second time.That night the three of them, Mom, Dad and himself, were to go out to dinner, then meet the Emersons at the theater.. She sighed again, wondering if the person she was waiting for was just late, or had forgotten about her. Fixing her skirt, the young woman stood up, stretched, and pondered the thought of maybe waiting outside for her ride, seeing as there wasn't anyone that was coming for her in there."Excuse me? Are you Yumiko Asagiri?" She heard someone say in Japanese, and turned around. She was a bit startled by an older man standing behind her, looking her up and down, like she was some prize that he just. Her eyes rose and met his, discovering her talents were working upon his desire once more. He stared down at her with a soft smile as she slipped his finger gently past her lips and began to suck on it softly. She slowly moved it back and forth, squeezing it in her oral grasp, moaning so softly that he could barely hear her. “You like?” she whispered as her tongue twirled about the tip of his finger. He could only find the strength to nod his head. A great portion of his blood was swiftly.