Neither of us said anything, but I saw the deliberation in his face, this was a ‘couch or bed’ moment. I expected him to walk to the couch, but h...e didn’t, it was more like one leap and we were in the bedroom, talk about fast walker. “Hey, the bags I brought in. Go get them” Within seconds he returned. I was still stood by the bed, where he left me. He walked back over to me holding the bags. “I’ll let you decide if you want to use any of the stuff”. He rifled though for a few seconds and. I was so fucking turned on, and couldn't get enough of the feel of uncle Bill’s nice big cock in my hands. I wrapped both my hands around it and pumped so hard, I know my tits and ass were bouncing and shaking. I put on a pretty good show for Bill and he came like he’d been saving it up for weeks. I had a little more fun in the truck before we headed back home, sucking his cock clean and throwing all my underwear out the window just to tease him. But as we raced back to my house together, I. As the kiss continued, Chris's hand moved down his mother's back until he was grasping her ass cheeks.Allison squirmed as she felt Chris squeezing her buttocks. She pulled away and said, "You're still being punished you know." Come on Mom, you're driving me crazy." Only a couple of weeks more and you can have whatever you want." I'm not going to survive that long." I think you will. Let's get in the back seat for a few minutes."Chris looked at his mother in confusion."You're being punished, not. She had come close to losing it once – four years ago she had been out on a series of dates with a man she'd met at college. On the sixth date, after driving her home to her apartment, he began kissing her with unsolicited passion while he slipped his hand up her skirt.She found the sensations of him stroking and gently probing her womanhood, through her panties, to be awkward and uncomfortable, but she let it continue until the situation became too unpleasant to bear. The man's response to her.