I then laid her back on the bed and again went down to lick her pussy one more time. I then put a little spit on the end of my cock and she just smile... but didn’t want to ask why I was doing that. As I put my arm under her knee, I took my lucky manhood and placed my cock at the entrance of her hole and rubbed my cock along her slit to make sure she was wet enough.As I slowly began pushing into her, I then put my other arm underneath her other leg and slowly brought her to the end of the bed and. The dress pants were tight under my tuxedo jacket, so there was little risk that they would fall further.My cock was more than half hard and rising. She purred as she rubbed it against her breasts, and then drew it between her lips as she sucked and licked to get me fully hard.The vixen wasn't wearing panties, so when she pulled the back of her dress up and bent forward over small table below the window, I was able to step behind her and plunge right in. She said to hurry, so there was no time. Enjoyable! I’m sorry that I didn’t treat you better, but the fact is that you’ve been very nice to me ... in spite of that fact!” Mom grunted as she felt me bottom out inside her juicy wet gash.“Hey, you’re still my mother!” I smiled as I kissed the back of her neck and plowed her even harder.“So, I’m never growing old, right? I’m never gonna die?” Mom asked me again as she creamed herself on my cock.“Not if I can help it, anyway, just as I don’t wish to die, either,” I told Mom as I fingered. When he saw what I wore to the beach, he bought some for himself. He loves them.Bob then asked me where I had got the panties that I had been wearing. I told him that I had originally bought some for my wife. She had refused to wear them. She said that she did not like wearing the style that I had bought. They were some thongs, g strings, booty shorts, and boy shorts. Because I could not return them I decided to try them on myself.I had also bought some dildos. They were for when I could not.