He face fucked me until he was good and hard, I could feel his orgasm coming on and I looked up at him to see where he wanted it. He roughly removed h...is cock from my mouth and pushed me flat against the floor. He then harshly removed my dress and started to eat my pussy roughly. He leaned up just enough to order me to scream loudly and I did so. I screamed in ecstasy, my legs spasming in delight. He moaned into my pussy as I cam all over his face, I cam so hard I was exhausted afterwards. But. They were like pink melons, full and extending outside the frame of her body. Their mature sag had not turned into torpedoes with the nipples pointed at the floor.Though rotund at 5’ 6” and maybe 50 pounds heavier than she was in my teenage years, she was still my mother, the object of many teenage fantasies. At 200 pounds, there was just more of her.“Mom, there are some things I just can’t do. Dad will be home in a few days.” I tried unsuccessfully to look in her eyes as we talked. However, my. It seemed a little strange.When the busboy brought our water and utensils, I observed that he also had a spoon in his shirt pocket. Then I looked around and saw that all the staff had spoons in their pockets. When the waiter came back to serve our soup I inquired “Why the spoon?”“Well” he explained “the restaurant’s owner hired a consulting company to revamp all of our processes. After several months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon was the most frequently dropped utensil. It. "Stand there for a second, would you?"I thought she'd changed her mind, until she leaned forward over the bed, displaying her pretty butt to me in the process, and pulled back the covers, exposing the clean white sheets. Leaping back on the bed and assuming the same position as before, she grinned at me again."Come on silly. What are you waiting for?" Oh, I thought..." No way, Rob. I want it. I want you. Just not on top of the covers. Oh, that sounds corny, doesn't it?" It does, but I'm glad.