"Ellen stopped, smiled, and said, "Oh, good idea! I like the way you remember little things like that." She adjusted her position until she could sink...her warm pussy down over my erection. I held her hips, and maneuvered her to maximize both our pleasures, slowly picking up speed, as the two of us made love. Ellen dragged her large breasts across my chest, bringing her nipples to an erect state, and making me wish I could bring her pleasure like this around the clock. The kisses were. My caramel skin is glowing and my long brown hair gently sweeps against my shoulders. I can feel my excitement building as I search for him amid the roaring hustle and bustle. Each step I take through the busy plaza reminds me that I am finally going to meet him face to face today. After six months of getting to know this man online our general chats about our lives, his in London and mine in Los Angeles quickly turned into something so much more! One night after sharing our sexual fantasies. Then he said, "is your momma home?' "Yes," I replied. Then he ran into the yard and into the house. When I heard mom scream, I ran into the house. The man then locked the door and grabbed the phone from mom. He also slammed the door shut and plunged after mom. When he caught her, he began to rip her clothes off. It was not easy because mom was about the same size as he was–she was 5'9 " and weighed about 160 pounds. But he succeeded, and within a few seconds mom was standing there. Damn...she just threw her body against mine. She made contact--firm contact--with her hips, her thighs, her hands, her breasts. It was incredible. And the sweat and the heat and the raw hormonal power she had--I would've done her in a heartbeat. She clearly knew she had me in her seductive power and knew it was time to rein me in. Her smile was absolutely stunning when she told me it was time for another drink. So with me panting in lust, and with my hand in hers, we went back to the bar to sit.