I lie there as he begins to devour the fruit, savouring the feeling of his mouth feasting on me. I moan as he takes a chunk of watermelon and rubs it ...over my nipples, before sucking the sticky residue from me. I giggle as he eats a grape from my navel. He trails a piece of icy pineapple down the insides of my thighs, then retraces the path with his hot tongue. Next, with a wicked glint in his eyes, he takes a whole strawberry and rubs it against my pussy, coating it with my juices before. He stroked her firm tits, feeling the nipples get hard and long, pulling at them with his fingers.Sally loved the feeling of her son’s hands on her breasts. Unknown to either her son or her husband, she’d had a number of lovers over the years, but none had felt quite like this, and it excited her even more. Her hands went down to his shorts, and wrapped themselves around the hard rod pressing against the fabric, trying to get free.Gareth groaned, one hand still on his mother’s breasts, but one. You politely invite him into the car and make the introductions as I drive to the pub.Once in the pub, we find a seat around a table in a quite corner and I get the drinks.When I return, you are sitting on one side of him and I on the other. He has a very good view of your breasts, which you have barely hidden in a low cut top.We make small talk and tell jokes and then we have another round of drinks. You sit closer to him and ask about the women in his life. He confesses to not being very. I jumped off the roof and walked through the front door and went up the stairs. As I just got up the steps, Megan and Ashley walked past. Megan smiled, but Ashley stopped me."There won't be drinking until later, You can come for a while if you want, I'm sure it will be fun" She said with a pleasant smile."Oh, thanks Ashley, I'll definately go." I smiled at her and walked back to my room for a nice.