I skewed into the bed-rest and pinched her in nipples to wake her. She slapped me in my arms for hurting me.I handed over her coffee and took the Sant...a hat that was lying on the floor. I wore that in her head. “Don’t wear anything else today. Expect this.”We drank coffee talking about last night. I was hugging her with one arm and her head was on my broad chest.My dick was getting hard and she noticed that.Pragya: Your tool has woke up.Me: Yeah. Give it some boost bitch.I dipped my dick in her. ' I realize that I still have not spoken and then find that my mouth is dry. "Miss Paterson?" "Yes?" She blinks and closes her mouth, her rose lipstick beautifully parallel. The urge to kiss her rushes through me. She and I have never known each other. We have no attachment henceforth my attraction to her now is, well, almost normal. Megan is about five foot three, petite in her sleek sage green robe- I would guess her to be a size eight- but curvy and in all ways a goddess. Were we in a bar, I. The biggest problem was that I really didn't know what I wanted. It was worse than being a kid in a candy store with a pocket full of quarters ... or worse, a toy store just before Christmas. My 'gimmie' gland was twitching, wanting anything and everything in sight ... now, and preferably all loaded and ready to shoot!Did I mention that this was a serious weapons collection? Not just a pile of mil-surplus crap waiting for a midnight cargo run to some African dictator or Latin American shithole.. He pulled her panty down and kept his fingers on her pussy. It was already wet. He loosened bra also. He took mom onto bench beside. He stood there and licked her pussy till she came out.Then both hugged each other for sometime. He slowly started keeping his dick inside pussy. Mom moaned and shouted ya fuck me you bastard fuck me. He increased his speed and mom moaning loudly. He pressed her boobs and kept kissing each other. They continued there session for one more time. My mom came to home.