My erection was quickly growing, my breath quickening. We stopped dancing and once more sought each other's lips and tongues. Our eyes were closed as ...the passion we were generating swept over us.Vickie's mouth was warm and wet, and with the taste of alcohol aroused me to the near point of no return right there on the dance floor. We stopped dancing and just held on and moved our genitals slowly against each other. Vickie pressed her pussy harder against me and I returned the movement. We were. I was like, ‘Damn! Why does this happen to me?’ So I stayed there, consoled her and left. This was then the end of my lust story. And now begins the love story.After I left, we slowly started chatting again. We would talk about all the nonsense topics under the sun. Slowly we moved to calls which turned into late-night calls. I started accompanying her for shopping and we would meet for coffee. But still, there was no sex.One night, while we were talking, I slowly shifted to the topic of sex. Together both legs form a very sexy figure four.My cock is being tugged again by those soft lips, and the sensation of mini ejaculations causes me to close my eyes again. I can feel the tongue cross the very tip and spread copious amounts of pre-cum over the helmet and the underside of my penis. I open my eyes again, still not moving my head, my eyes follow that lovely thigh down to where her legs meet and I watch in amazement as the crotch of my favorite pair of my wife’s panties gently and. "Remember what I said at breakfast. I am your mother and I am here for you. You need to have 100% faith and comfort with me. We are bound for life." Her words comforted me. It was beginning to warm up in the tent but it was still pouring outside. It was too warm to be covered now with both of us in the tent so we pulled the covers down below our feet. I wasn't embarrassed by my boner anymore and I just let fly. We were both laying on our backs. My left arm was under my mom's head and her hand.