It felt so good as I kissed and licked and sucked on her clitty hood and gave her serious rubbing attention down there. She looked down and could see ...eep crimson lipstick rings all over her tummy and crotch, and she moaned with pleasure as my nails ran gently across her. As I slid my lips up and down her I could feel the familiar signs,the building of pleasure, and I was bringing her closer and closer until she was on the verge of cumming. Then I pulled back, letting her recover,i wanted her. “Please baby, I need you. Please, please fuck me.” She whispered, trailing kisses along his chin. He still wasn’t budging. His face was serious and he looked very upset. She tried pulling him. She knelt down and started to lick the tip of his still very much hard dick. It wasn’t working. She felt like she lost something precious. She stood up gently pulling him towards the bed. They were standing at the edge of the bed now. She gently kissed his lips. He didn’t say anything. She crawled onto. I could feel her warm breath hitting my neck from her nose. Our skin contact made my dick grow a little.Me: Mom! It was just a jump scare! Now you are childish.Mom: Just turn it off!Me: You know what? Today you are going over win your fare!Mom: What? How?Me: I will put on a scary movie with a good story that will make you keep watching.Mom: No, baby, please don’t do this.Me: I’m here with you. How can you be scared with me protecting you, dear?Mom: Baby, no!Me: Okay, let’s put it on. If you are. I shit you not. I don’t know how many orgasms she had, but it was a lot. The whole night. We’d cum together, take a rest, work up the strength to go again and then just go for it. It was far and away the best night of my life. But college days ended and we went our separate ways. We stayed close, talked on the phone occasionally. She even came to visit once, although she said she was being visited by her Aunt Rosie. Yeah, she called it that. Aunt Rosie. Pathetic, I know. I got a handjob out of.