She is 5' 8" and weighs about 175lbs. Her breasts are easily 38D's but what is really a turn on for me is her ass. It is not small and that I like. So... as for the texts I was receiving, well the first one was direct. "I want you to fuck me like the other moms!" Pretty direct and too the point I thought but the next one that followed peeked my interest. "You will meet me at the park near our soccer field at 7:30pm. You will fuck me there! This is not negotiable!!!" I am not going to lie, I was. The slight twist on his cock felt incredible and he was building fast.But not fast enough. She let out a deep a****l growl, arched her back and began rocking forward and backward with his swollen meat deep inside her. Her whole body was shaking and rocking on top of him and the sight and sound of her massive orgasm pushed him over the edge. When he thrust even further into her and exploded her growl turned more of a howl. He couldn’t believe the intensity of his own orgasm. He thought he was. We eventually just sit quietly, looking out over the river at the wildlife that provides an alternative distraction.I look at him, he is lying down, in a t-shirt and shorts, there is a light breeze but his hair is gelled down so it doesn’t move. God, he is devilishly attractive. I’d jump on him now. I’m not bad myself – I have a similar appearance – brown hair, gelled down, t-shirt, shorts. But it’s his smile. He could light a room up with it – no kidding.I lean in for a peck on the lips – we. The reflection in the mirror now bore no resemblance to that self-possessed young man. Staring back at him was a flawlessly made-up prettyface, a hint of blush accentuating the high cheekbones, a dusky eyeshadow and mascara emphasising large brown eyes, his already full lipsenhanced by the application of a deep rose pink lipstick, hair brushedinto a distinctly feminine style.It took all his masculine will power to hold back the tears. Ruining hismake-up with the salty tears of humiliation.