Her arms wrap around my neck as I place mine around her waist, stepping back to get a better look at her gorgeous smile and her tight white shirt and ...reasts pressed against my chest. I then look at her sleek long legs while admiring her short skirt as I notice her take a deep breath like she is smelling fine wine."It's nice to finally see you in person, Caitlin," I whisper to her as I smile. My voice is slightly hoarse with excitement, as I watch her face light up from hearing my English. I now concentrated on trying to relieve myself. I heard my mother, behind me, still splashing herself with water. I was still unable to go.I put my hard dick back in my pants as gently as possible and flushed the toilet, trying to give the impression that I had been successful. I washed my hands quickly and glanced once more into the mirror at my mother. My dick grew even larger as I left the bathroom."Thanks Mom," I said as I exited."That's okay," Mom replied, continuing her relaxing. She was an attractive middle aged woman. She was a little curvy but in all the right ways. She wore a one piece that was low cut. This showed off her cleavage and DD tits. Looking down on her figure made my pussy wet. As I started to touch myself she got up and left. Damn. I waited a few minutes but she didn't come back.A few weeks later she was out but this time she had a bikini. Her voluptuous breasts were barely contained in her top. I wasted no time and started to masturbate. As I touched. I alternated so that it felt better for me, staying with my head pressed against the mattress, or presenting him the "ski slope". About five times he would stop and take a break to keep from coming. The pauses were getting longer and the pounding were getting shorter, so I knew he was soon going to go past the point of no return.He was holding his cock as deep inside me as it would go, and I was using my inner muscles on him. Again I was hearing him mutter, "Sweet, sweet pussy!"When he started.