Instead he kept one arm across them while he picked up his newnightdress, stepped into it and pulled it up. Only then did he reachunder the lace hem t... take off his briefs. There was no suspender belt,his nylons were the stay-up kind. Noticing that he kept them on shewondered how soon she would feel those shiny nylon-clad legs around herneck or thrumming the small of her back.The whole disrobing was all done so sweetly and slowly, and somehow socoquettishly, that he might have been a new bride. It was a song I heard recently in an elevator. I knew it was from an old movie about a car race from New York to Paris ... THE GREAT RACE!The song was in the middle of this comedy racing farce, and it was called ‘The Sweetheart Tree.” Now to find the perfect version of it!Unbelievably, there were almost fifty covers, so I listened to all of them and, of course, the next to last one was a beautiful, but simple version sung by a barbershop quartet called the Golden Staters, recorded back in 1972.. She gripped him harder when he bit gently on her nipple.“Slide your hand up and down,” he instructed her gruffly. He lifted her skirt and soon found her very wet cunnie. He pressed his hand into her mound, and she pushed back into it. He slipped a finger into her wetness and was soon sliding his fingers between the lips making her wetter, as she worked his cock.She got bolder with her moves and squeezed him tighter as she pumped him. His hips were thrusting his cock into her willing hand. His. I continued eating my dinner while smiling from ear to ear, at my beautiful mom as she was telling me how she enjoyed me to playing with her ass. I could see her nipples getting hard as she was talking. She then said, “Oh, I forgot to mention, June told me to give you a big kiss for last night and this afternoon. She said that she was so excited that you like sex and wanted to fuck her.”I kind of blushed hearing my mom say that. She then walked over to my side of the table, I did not take my.