We walked in together with his hands still on my breast. Given I was wearing a tube top, a little of my cleavage was easily visible to him from the to...p as he was taller than me. We went directly to the food court and got our food from McDonalds and sat on a corner table. We were sitting so close that our thighs were brushing against each other’s.We hadn’t met in a long time so we had a lot to catch up with but all we really wanted to was fuck each other. We starts running his hands on my naked. I pumped ever so softly in her as we kissed and felt each other’s bodies as far as we both could reach. I gradually picked up the rhythm of my thrusts as I felt fresh moisture coming from her pleasure den and soon I was sawing away at her with a steady but forceful pace. When she whispered in my ear: “ I want you to cum inside me” I felt my cock throb to what felt like twice it’s original size. I said we were not trying to make babies here, but she said that it was OK, she was on birth control. The dark opening clenches before me and my own longing grows into a throbbing torch in my groin. I seek a look at her tight puckered arsehole that hides in the darkened shadow of her- self but I am denied this treat and must once more focus my attentions on her nakedness. She raises her buttocks and thrusts up at me, obscenely gesturing her opening for my inspection. This was not how it should be. I wanted her to fight and to scream but of course her muffled and gagged mouth will not allow. "You can lick me anywhere you want!"Cindy had no way to know that her son Martin was nearly home. With a tree falling on the cabin, crushing the roof, and knocking out power, Martin was getting back ten days early. He noticed the lawnmower and trimmer in the driveway and wondered what was up. Inside the house Martin noticed his stepmom's bedroom door closed. Faint noises were coming from inside her room. "Sounds like sex." Martin thought. "No way. Dad's car isn’t even here." Listening.