I convinced her to wear dresses and hold up stockings, for my pleasure. I would come home and find mom sitting on the couch, in her stockings, reading...a cook book for this evening's dinner and sit next to her and run my hand up under her dress, feeling her long, smooth thighs. I loved the feel of the taught skin as I worked my hand up to her panties. As I did so, mom would slightly open her legs to allow access to my roaming hands. The higher I got, the more she spread those luscious thighs.. As exposed as she was, she found herself loving every minute of it. She knew Andrew enjoyed her photos, especially the ones with her in lingerie and that made her excited. Her mind wandered as she stood in the open room and she bit her lip when thought of Andrew stroking himself to her pictures came forward. Confidence filled her and she wanted to make sure that this particular photo session went well. “Beautiful,” Andrew said as his camera made a snapping noise. “I have the most beautiful. “Swallow.” He leaned down and kissed down her neck and all down her body until his face was between her legs. Her cunt was wet and dripping with her juices. Sticking his tongue out Jack slowly licked from top to bottom again and again circling her clit each time. Little cries of pleasure filled the room as he went faster and faster and then finally shoved his tongue deep into her pussy. Her hips started to buck as he tongue fucked her.“Please... please more... Please fuck me Jack!” she begged. My nipples are so hard, you can feel them through the fabric and lace of my blouse and bra. You squeeze my tit and pull the nipple out of its prison and twist as your fingers are swallowed up inside me. You're stroking harder and faster with one hand. Grabbing and twisting with the other and I'm gasping for air. Oh god. I'm so fucking wet. And I feel the spiraling. It's starting and I beg you to not stop. I bite the collar of your shirt as the first wave of orgasm starts me shuddering and.