“Fuck me harder!” I order helpfully. He straightens out, grabs my legs below the knees, pulls my hips up and drapes my legs over his shoulders. ...Perfect slamming position. My eyes are wide open now. He ramps it up gradually, cycling between faster and slower, harder and gentler thrusts. My clit gets some major stimulation this way, and within a few more minutes I’m breathing very heavy and ready to start hooting. What a way to start the morning!Carl doesn’t stop to let me recover from my. The forty-two-year-old woman giggled. “What are you doing?”He let go after one more spin. “Sorry. Just couldn’t resist checking out the rest of you in this dress.” And your fat ass. “Well, thank you, Ben…” She smiled, looking at him closer. When did my boy become such a charmer? Her eyes passed over his buttoned shirt and slacks. No, not boy, man. “You don’t look so bad yourself.” She reached out to adjust his collar.“Thanks, Ma.” He grinned and stuck out his arm for her to take. “Well, madam.. I told him I enjoyed it more than he could imagine, which seemed to boost his ego back where it should have been. He was good, and I was going to discover more about how good for the remainder of the weekend.We lay cuddling, softly whispering about how we felt until we both simultaneously yawned. James excused himself for a moment going to the bathroom to get a towel so neither of us would have a wet spot to sleep on. I thanked him as I got up to use the toilet before going back to bed. We. He moaned and reached down with his free hand, still sucking and licking her breasts as he worked her pants open and pushed them down her thighs. Stepping up, he pushed them the rest of the way off with his foot. Here she was, standing in front of this man she knew nothing about in nothing but her panties and wanting him to take her. He leaned into her, pulling her chin up so he could kiss her. She returned the kiss, still stroking his now hard cock with her hands. He reached down to her thighs.