Before we hit the couch her bikini top was off and she was tugging at my bathing suit. She pushed me to the couch and her mouth found my hard cock she... kissed the head then licked up and down my shaft before taking me deep down her throat gagging herself with my cock. When she came up for air the saliva was strung from my cock to her open lips. She repeated this two or three times before I finally had to have her. She stood up and removed her bikini bottoms then she climbed up and lowered. A firm hand suddenly planted itself on his nude backside. Jane squirmed,trying to keep his mind on the task. The hand travelled up his pliantspine and round the front to caress his erect nipples. Jane Masters foundhimself quite unable to concentrate. Bond sat down next to him on thesatin-sheeted bed.Jane, buck naked, flipped over on the slippery sheets and wrapped hisslim arms around Bond's neck, pulling him down into a deep kiss.The two of them began a sensual exploration of each other's. . some emotion that he couldn't quite identify. He quickly changed the subject. As they talked, Chris noticed for the first time the looks that his mother got from men. He realized how attractive she was to other men, and suddenly felt a strange emotion himself. One he was not accustomed to: jealousy! He knew it was crazy... this was his mother, not his girlfriend... but he couldn't shake the feeling. As they left the restaurant, he found himself putting his arm around her waist protectively,. This is the way I remember the ladies of the 1950s, one in particular my neighbor. Her name was Grace and at the time of this story would have been approximately 43 years old. She stood barely over five feet, a well-proportioned lady, with an olive complexion. She wore her curled brunette hair shoulder length with a soft waving bang drifting over the left side of her forehead. Summer months always found her in soft, translucent against the sun, button down the front cotton print dresses. As a.