.”Away out herethey got a nameFor rain andwind and fireThe rain is Tess,the fire Joe,And theycall the wind MariaMaria blowsthe stars aroundAnd sends...the clouds a ‘flyin’Maria makesthe mountains soundLike folks wereup there dyingMaria ... MariaThey call the wind MariaBefore I knewMaria’s nameAnd heard herwail and whinin’I had a girl andshe had meAnd the sunwas always shinin’But then one dayI left my girlI left her farbehind meAnd now I am lost,so gone and lostNot even Godcan find meMaria --. She made a small cry as he pulled out two or three pubic hairs. ‘Sorry.’ ‘I’m okay,’ she told him. ‘Then fuck me.’ She slid herself along the length of his erection, letting it part her lips and wetting it with her juices. He was very hard. Not like Richard, she thought, and then vowed not to think of Richard again. She leaned forward, supporting herself on one hand, and lifted him so he was aimed at the entrance of her vagina. Cunt, she thought. His cock in my cunt. ‘Talk dirty to me,’ she. I should have put a bra and slip on under it, huh?, she asked. I told her that I wanted to see her bare boobs, thighs, and ass move under the dress. She walked around the bedroom, and as she did, said, "I'll bet you want to shoot your stuff all over my dress, don't you?" I nodded, and she replied, "You are like one of my nephews...he used to jerk with my lingerie when he stayed here, and I'd find stains on my undies as well as my clothes." Her large nipples were straining against the thin. .. saying all those dirty things to me, thinking it was dad, sliding her ass up and down, if only I dared to fuck her right then and there, how much horny she was she might not even be mad about it... unless I came too fast, which I probably would have, if I'm being honest. It's mom we're talking about. My hand stroked faster and faster and faster as all these thoughts were piling one on top of the other, I could almost feel my sisters breast under my lips as I remembered the scene from work.