Fuck! Thinking about the way you pushed your hard cock into my soft wetness this morning. The way you grunted as you thrust deeper, harder, sucking my... nipples into your mouth and moaning more loudly. You told me to come for you and I pressed my finger against my erect clit and began to stroke and rub as you pumped me. Then I felt your teeth clamp onto my nipple and I felt your body stiffen between my sweat-soaked legs as you came, filled me with your seed. I came then too, squealing out your. The man kissed down the woman's neck, to her shoulders, her upper chest, to the top of the bustier. The sound of his lips touching her flesh echoed though his office. He reached behind her and untied her bustier until it fell to the floor and her breasts sprung free. Raul smiled as the woman had large, full, natural breasts like his wife. He liked natural breasts more than implants because they were more responsive and felt better in his hands. Cora had implants, the one flaw he felt she had.. One reader has suggested that I have some conflict to make the story moreexciting. Isn't it enough that a boy wants to be recognized as havingsome sexual gender issues and that he is now confronting these feelingwith the help and approval of his mother? Wouldn't it be nice for amother to take her son out for some feminine lingerie shopping if thatmakes him happy? Isn't there enough conflict or story line in that? I canfall asleep easily wearing something a little delicate thinking thatMother. ‘Oh, hi Holly,’ Selina responded as she caught sight of her younger accomplice, then talking into the phone again, ‘Look, Catgirl’s just arrived so I’ll have to go. I’ll see you later and we can catch up again then.’ She listened for a few minutes and laughed huskily, ‘Me too….. I can’t wait!’ ‘Well, that sounded interesting,’ queried Holly as she took in the sight of Selina, lounging back in her chair, ankles perched up on the edge of the desk and tight blue skirt riding well up her shapely.