I agreed to perform oral on her first…that was part of her agreeing to meet me. I stripped my clothes off and she pulled her nightie up so I could e...at her ‘taco’. She was very loud, which made me work harder. I spent several minutes with my face buried between her legs. She had shaved down there and was very smooth. She started rubbing herself as I licked and fingered. She finally was satisfied, gushing and soaking my face and the bedsheets. She kept rubbing until finishing. It was pretty hot. The beautician was a bottle blonde and her hair looked like straw because of the harsh stripper she used to changer her brown hair to blonde. Her breasts were too perfect. She had breast implants to make her tits larger than their natural C size. The only tell tale proof of the implants was the small scar under her armpits. A skilled plastic surgeon had stretched her incision to stuff the implants on her chest so that her breasts had a perfect shape.Those perfect boobs were a needed asset. It was obvious she had spent at least an hour in front of the mirror earlier in the morning.I was really excited to see her, though, on the other hand I felt quite uncomfortable, because I am not the type of guy who feels very relaxed with hotshot mums like that one. I managed to make an eye contact and politely said good morning. She smiled at me and nodded. Man what a smile. Her beautiful red lips stretched and she showed her crystal white teeth. I couldn't believe she gave me such a nice. I pressed my hips against her bare ass. She reached down between her legs and guided my cock up past those swollen lips until I was fully inside her. She moaned loudly as she felt me slide my entire length up into her waiting tunnel. "Oh god, yes," she groaned. "I'll never get over the feel of my son's cock inside me."She took hold of the tree with both hands and braced herself against my thrusts. She spread her feet widely and arched her back to offer herself fully to me. Her loose dress.