By half time I was kissing her passionately and feeling her breasts over her dress with each pause in the game. I was a little disappointed that she h...ad chosen to wear a dress where there was no way to get my hand underneath. I tried another tactic and rested my hand on her bare thigh. As I kissed her I slowly moved my hand upward until it was under her dress. I was almost gasping for breath as my hand made it's way across the silky skin of her thighs. But before I reach my goal, Mom pulled. 'Lost for words, huh?' she said bemusedly. Then she got up onto her knees on the bed and took off her t-shirt, revealing a black bra. Her boobs jiggled as she moved towards me. 'Would you like to have boobs some day?' she teased me, caressing her beautiful breasts in her bra and thong. 'How about this?' she said as she slid her thong slowly down and past her ankles. 'You wish you could be a real woman, honey?' she teased me as she fingered her pussy slowly on her knees, looking down over me.. Well this is not really a story but a description of how I would want a love making session to be like. Its a bit unconventional as well and a bit long so thank you in advance for bearing it for me. This story is my perception of how to get lost into each other and making a love making session so intense that the whole world around us doesn’t matter to us. So here it goes:Its a starry night above us on a typical September night. Autumn has just set in and the skies are dusky with the left over. He's only... no, I'm still wearing it... yes, I know... okay..."There were a few undecipherable sounds, then something that sounded like a slap. Then another, then ten more in a steady rhythm. The next sound was of the bed frame squeaking as if someone was bouncing rapidly on it, followed by a strange mewing sound. If I hadn't known it was just mom and me in the house, I'd almost have thought she had someone in there with her. I was both repelled and aroused by the thought of my mother on her.