She kept her desires limited to her secret fantasies. Her son Tim was in his senior year at Carlsbad High School. He was the love of her life. Over th...e past four years she leaned, and depended on him. For his age Tim was very in touch with the people around him. It was like he knows how you feel and what you need to hear. This was truer with his mother than anyone else. Saturday was his 18th birthday and his life would change forever. Sandy was making breakfast when Tim entered the kitchen.. “Ohh, yes, do that again,” she said.With the green light to continue, I felt emboldened and started teasing her firm jewel, taking my time to ensure maximum pleasure. My focus clearly paid off and soon Amy was grinding her pussy against my face with urgency.“Mmm, ahh, ahh, that’s it, right there, right there,” she moaned as I felt her orgasm building. Within seconds she clamped her thighs against my head and bore down even harder, screaming out loud as a powerful orgasm coursed through her. " You don't need the large," the Mom said."The trailer won't fit in a standard locker." You don't need the trailer either." the Mom muttered as I said, "I'll take the large." again.He gave me a look with a raised eyebrow.I glared back, "It's not that kind of trailer. Remember my virginity?"He coughed some looking away and cleared his through. "Uh hem ... so one large bike locker."So after getting my schedule, my program pamphlet, and an appointment for my swim test tomorrow I went out to see. ” I turned, seeing the lights of a car sweep over the block, approaching the apartment. “I’ll be back and forth a lot of the time,” I said quickly. “But I hope to see you again. I’d like to see more of – well, everything.”“You will.”I slid into the open door of the cab, packages rustling beside me. “Goodnight, Yael. I had a really great time.”“Me too!” she grinned. That smile stayed with her, even as she waved at me, diminishing with distance through the back window of the cab, into the.