She would always where the shortest shorts and the skimpiest shirts when going to visit him. While Torri was waiting for Jeff she went upstairs and pu...t on her sexy hot pink laced black corset, and matching bra and panties. She had a nice full sized rack, about a 38c, and very curvy hips. She was so sexy with her lushious blonde hair flowing to the side of her boobs. She was in her room tieing the corset, when she stopped and relized something. She stood there staring at herself in the mirror,. I could feel the roughness from the stumble of the hairs trying to sprout on her legs. Thankfully, the massage oil worked at softening the stubble and I tried to guess the last time my mom shaved. I'd guess it had been a few days and that mom was slacking off. As I rubbed the back of my mom's thighs, I was in a position to spy the bottom strands of her bush. My eyes fixated on those black pubic hairs and I fought my body not to cum. To save myself I stayed away from her inner thighs. "Oh, that. ."---------------------------------------------Sweet air poured into my lungs as I convulsed on the bathroom floor, mylifeless heart roaring with renewed vigour as it pumped blood through mycold, empty veins once more. For a moment I didn't know what had happened.Was I asleep? Had it all just been a dream? My body was cold and sticky,but it was impossible to determine anything else as I lay against theceramic tiles, as the moon had dipped behind a bank of clouds, leaving theroom plunged in. “Follow me” as she took my hand and lead me to her room. Once there, she gently pushed me to the bed. In seconds, my shoes were off. Next she suggested I lift my ass up a little so she can remove my pants and briefs. Then she straddled me, her crack teasing my cock. As she slid back and forth, the buttons on my shirt are releasing from her skilled fingers. With each opening revealing more and more skin, her lips traced down until they found my always welcoming nipples. Nibbling gently, they.