He’d apparently gone home and she had showered.“Hi, Mom. Whatcha watchin?”“Nothing worth watching,” she said.She grabbed a Philip Morris, li...t it and patted the couch next to her.“Would you like a cigarette?”“Sure,” I said as I sat down beside her.I thought it was strange that she was offering me a cigarette since she had lectured me about it once when she had caught me smoking on the back steps.“Son, I’ve been thinking about you.”“What about?”“Well, about the incident at the church camp.”“Mom,. The thing is Laurel, while always stunningly beautiful, was unbelievably stupid. All her life she coasted by thanks her her looks, which made her into the poster-girl for dumb bimbos all over the world. She actually managed to have a decent job and to keep it thanks to regular blowjobs for her bosses. She didn't mind it, she even enjoyed the attention! Now 34 years old, she felt it was a great compliment whenever someone would ask her for sexual favors. Laurel had long flowing blond hair, a set. Meanwhile, my cock was buried all the way up inside Sharon's hot wet pussy. "Your cock feels so good" she kept saying. Soon we had a rhythm going and she started to orgasm. "Oh God I'm cumming" she said. I felt her pussy and body tighten up so I tried to drive my cock even further up inside her as she came. She was shaking uncontrollably, every muscle in her body spasming. I had my arms wrapped around her waist. I was holding her down on my cock. I was loving the feel of her tight pussy wrapped. His hands gently caressed the curves of my body. Fingertips dancing along the hem of my shirt. Well, what are you going to do? He asked, demanding yet nervously. I only grinned, and got up. He couldnt see much of me, but I removed the rest of my clothes anyway. Layer by layer. Slowly lifting each article off as if unwrapping a present adressed to him. My large, firm breasts sat prettily on my too pale frame, the dark nipples hardening once the arousal and cold air hit them. Knealing carefully.