I notice little wet spots where her nipples touch her shirt. "Mark got called in to work before I got home, he usually handles this....I have a pump, ...but it seems to be broken, can you empty these?" She pulls up her shirt and I notice a tiny drip of milk at the tip of her nipple. Her boobs are standing straight out and her nips are rock hard. "Looks painful" I say. She grabs me by the ear and says "get going sweetie, we got guests coming!" No need for further conversation.....I begin to empty. She whimpered as I slid lower and brushed her clit.Her body shivered.“Mom,” she gasped. “Mom, that's my pussy. Mom, what are you doing? You're molesting me!”“Uh-huh,” I said, rubbing up and down her pussy, my own getting hotter and hotter. “I can.” I smiled, shivering, my brain tingling. “I can do whatever I like to you. Spread your legs apart. Let me really feel your cunt.”Her legs parted. My hand could move freely now, sliding up and down her slit, my fingers dancing on her folds. Her. .. 'He was back.There had been nothing but silence through the wall. Either he had been creeping about like a mouse in there or he hadn't been home at all. But now there was music playing. My music. I hadn't even tried to listen to my favourite band, every song reminded me of him. And now the boy I loved who ripped out a big chunk of my heart was playing my music as if nothing had happened. Numbness and pain were replaced by a flame hot liquid rage.How dare he? How dare he come into my life and. We kissed hard and it got me so hard and she reached down grabbed my rock hard cock and began massaging it. I was surprised but definitely wanted to make the most of it. I undid her jeans and pushed them down to the floor. I reached for her pussy and was shocked to feel how hot and wet she was! She was letting me rub her swollen clit through her satiny panties and pulled me down to the bed on top of her. We made out like horny t**nag*rs as she deftly unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them.