After rubbing my face against the cheeks of your rear, I slip my tongue over your arsehole, running it in circles around the puckered rim, wetting you... and taking in your natural taste. My tongue slips slightly inside as you groan with pleasure, shuffling your bum into my face to encourage my exploration of your most sweet, forbidden spot. Briefly, I lean back and to your pleasant surprise I push my middle finger into your sopping cunt once more, down to the knuckle, before reaching around to. His fingers knew just where they were headed and they didn't take long getting there. He found her soft puffy lips and parted them very gently; he didn't want to wake her fully just yet. His plan called for her to stay in this dreamy, languid state until he had her more aroused. His fingers found her clit and he toyed with it, drawing little circles around it and grazing over the tip of the growing bud. Chelsea moaned again and spread her legs wider. He watched her closely, gauging his. " It is Mum," said Mark proudly "just look at it." Oh my Darling, it's huge. It seems to have grown. Is that because of me?" she questioned.Mark’s throat was suddenly dry and he could only nod. His eyes were glued to the sight of his mother's wet hairy cunt as it seemed to pulse with a life of it's own. It seemed to be beckoning his cock. Slowly he moved his body up between his mother's legs. As his cock got closer to her cunt, Helen decided to tease him a bit."Mark you're not planning anything. She ground down on him and with an enormous groan, collapsed over his head, almost suffocating him ! Gently, he moved her to one side, stroking her back and sides as the shockwaves of her climax subsided. Manouevering their bodies, he laid her on her back and settled himself between her legs. There was a pretend noise of protest as he lowered his mouth onto the fine, downy hair way below her navel. He traced a wet line down to the folds of skin covering her clitoris. He nuzzled and probed until.