" He didn't want to say fuck, he didn't want to fuck her any longer, he wanted to love her, to make love with her. Moving down the bed Michael once a...ain got between his mother's legs. This time, on his knees, he held his cock at the entrance to her tight wet hole and looked up. "I don't have any protection, mom." "Don't stop now, baby, just be careful." He pushed forward, not answering, and felt himself encased in a deep, tight cavern, so wet, so hot, and he was pumping, moving in and out,. She welcomed me in.I introduced myself to her. I wanted to give her the compliment about her beauty but thought it might not sound professional. We had some general chit chat and I took history about her neck pain and did some examination by checking the probable extent of movement of the related muscles.After that I explained her possible therapeutic approaches and she chose one of them along with massage. So we decided to have that meeting on upcoming weekend. I explained her that massage. He knew my cousin’s new wife somehow. My mom ended up dancing with him most of the night while dad and I just sat and watched. They grinded and danced sexually. I can specifically recall what happened when Jeremih’s song “Don’t tell ‘em” began to play. Their hands were all over one another. She was grinding on him like there was no tomorrow. They were so intimate. I could tell they wanted to fuck by the way they danced and gazed into each other’s eyes. "Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion. .Literally caught with my panties around my knees, tits out of my basque, a cut off denim jacket, high boots and stockings. We were in a marble quarry, taking pics of me framed against the white walls. A police car suddenly appeared, no doubt drawn by the camera flash.The police officer motioned with a downward movement of his baton that I should remove my panties. His partner, was watching me closely as she chewed gum. Harry was just watching me. We both knew how this would end and I was up.