I gasped. Her hands were now firmly running up and around my ribcage, reaching, but not quite touching the underside of my breasts. She knew exactly ...ow to take me to the brink and then bring me back again without tipping me over the edge. My breasts were aching already, my nipples were tingling, straining upwards as her hands circumnavigated around them but never quite touching. Suddenly, she dragged her fingernails gently across each and I couldn't prevent the sudden intake of breath as my. Her breath quickened and she felt flushed all down her body. She did not expect this older man to be such a great kisser but she was determined to not give him any type responsive satisfaction. As far as she was concerned he would get nothing more from her than he would get from a blowup doll. Angie’s breasts fell out of her bra heavy and round as his nimble fingers unsnapped the clasps which held them in place. Moving down her body the passionate kisses and cool air were taking their toll as. He wasted no time thrusting deep into her pussy, stretching her in one quick movement. She whimpered, her fingers grasping the divider tight as her pussy spasmed with the intrusion. He set a hard and fast rhythm. His grip on her hips impossibly tight as he fucked her. She met him thrust for thrust, circling and grinding back against him. So so needy, he thought. It turned him on all the more. He wasn’t quite certain what all she liked and didn’t have the time to find out. He started to spank. But no, his mother was still there, looking at him with a knowing twinkle in her gorgeous blue eyes.“Uh, sure, I can do that,” Elliott mumbled out, trying to appear sure of himself as he fought to control his racing heart.“Good. But you’re going to have to lean right over the side of the tub to do a good job, so why don’t you take your clothes off first. There’s no point in getting everything all wet.”“Oh, okay,” Elliott replied as he got to his feet and pulled off his t-shirt. He tossed it.