I was leaning against the fence with my trousers and pants halfway down my legs squeezing my cock and feeling it grow. I continued until it was very h...rd and soon the familiar feeling washed over me. Then strangely as always, the feeling would subside and I would hastily re-arrange myself and see if I had been missed.I had other favourite places –up trees, in the garage, and of course my bedroom as well as (later on) up in the attic but none held the same attraction of the garden.I can’t. Nobody but Mom was at home at the time anyway. I started by locating the satin, ultra-feminine black bra that she wasreferring to. It was my least favourite bra, because it was so feminine,and I hardly ever wore it. But after stripping out of all my clothes, I putthat bra on. Then I fished through the drawers and found the matchingpanties - simple, plain black satin tiny panties. Instead of normal fabric,they had a thin strap at each side to connect the front and back.Now wearing the matching. She took my cock n played with in her hand, she smelled it and started licking it precum, as it was shining with precum she then inserted my cock into her mouth, ohhhhhhhhhhhh it was warm I cannot contain myself, butterflies were flying, I was fainting due to pleasure, she sucked it once n saw my pink head, then sucked it like a whore, or a calf, then she rotated her tongue on the tip, later she took my cock n pressed in between her breast, that was really big my cock was pressed in between. She stopped over them, staring down at me.“Take that nasty toy off!” she hissed. “I am going to spank you with it. I don't care that your twenty. You're going to... to...” Her words trailed off. Her forehead furrowed.I trembled on the bed, confusion flitting through me.“What is that smell?” She breathed in deeply. A smile crossed her lips. “That's so good. What is that?”The only thing I smelled was my pussy. It must be coming from my panties lying before my mother. She glanced down at them and.