Now the guy started moving up and down in slow speed. The kiss and warm movement on mycock eased my pain, but I could feel the pain he was going throu...gh. His handswere trembling and his asshole muscles were tightening and loosening. He wasstill a bit far from enjoyment but me and his wife had started enjoying eachother. Gradually I made his wife sit on my face and sucking her pussy and hejumping slowly on my cock and weeping at the same time in tears. Now she whispered that she wantsme in again. Tears grew in her eyes watching. Mary's heart pounded as she pressed her fingers against the soft fabric. Ann jumped and instinctively closed her legs feeling pressure on her now wet pussy. Fingers trapped Mary leaned forward and kissed Ann again. Placing her hands on Mary's face, Ann jutted her tongue out. Mary sucked on it passonately. Moving her hand sow, Ann caressed Mary's right tit. Mary moaned in Ann's mouth feeling her nipple being squeezed. Ann inhaled quickly with a finger pushing her. Walking hand-in-hand sure improved things, although the very best part was stopping frequently to exchange tokens of mutual affection. She giggled when I told her that I almost felt like a teenager again, saying that she’d missed out on that part and would I mind helping her catch up?She explained a little more on the drive home; her high school ‘boyfriend’ didn’t do the romantic part; except when they were working on his dick, he acted as if girls still had cooties, and in his version of. But I still wasn’t sure as to what it entailed, so as I started to slowly stroke my dick said, "Again, Mom. Why can't you? Didn't you like it?Mom rose quickly from the couch and yelled, "Morgan! You know why! It was wrong for me to fuck you the first time!"Holly shit! Mom dreamt about fucking me! I did my best to keep my cool as I went on and said, "Sure you can, Mom."I then caught my mother’s eyes shifting from my face to my dick as I worked on my tool and croaked, “Look, Mom. Just look how.