She was in a kneeling position. She turned sideways and taking my hand placed it between her thighs from the back, onto her wet cunt. I massaged it ge...ntly and then worked my fingers into the hot hole poking and probing and stirring. She wiggled her fat brown ass as my fingers explored her cunt. She sucked my balls into her mouth, holding them there as she jerked my cock. She licked the spot between my balls and around my asshole. Then she stiffened her tongue and probed the entrance of my anus.. ” “Uh, yeah,” he went on, “Acme Lingerie is the best in the world, and just to show you what I mean, take a look at this!” Cindy sat there a little bit bemused as Zak pulled out a tiny pair of bikini panties as he extolled the virtues of his product! After he was finished he asked, “So, what do you think, aren’t these just about the best made and most attractive panties you’ve ever seen in your life, I mean they have quality written all over them!?!” Cindy took the panties from Zak’s hand, and. I couldn't think of any reason it was happening. All I could do was hurt.I persuaded Sunny's secretary to let me wait in her office. It was kind of neat, except there were books everywhere. Maybe the University's office furniture code only allowed a tenured professor a desk, some chairs, a filing cabinet and as many bookshelves as she wanted.I forced myself to study. I was taking time away from it with this trip, and I thought I better get in as much as I could. Funny, I didn't recall being. Her stomach was hard as a board and her golden-haired pussy framed by a white garter belt and suspenders. The reinforced tops of her stockings were pulled tight against the garter clips. She stood there on her high-heels, legs slightly parted - her cum juice moistening her golden curls. My mother was a wanton slut who gave me such pleasure I was bound to her in every way. I could fuck all the women in the world but would always want more of her, and I knew she felt the same. Our mother son.