You grip my arm and help me stand, kissing me.You look around and spy a bolder, tell me it’s my turn. You lead me over to it. You remove my shorts a...nd my orange polka-dot panties and have me sit. Guiding my legs you spread them and rest my right one up on the rock and rub my other leg. You start kissing my knee and trail up along my inner thigh. You see that I’m rubbing my clit and swat my hand away. I’m dripping wet. The rock showing signs of that. It turns you on that I get so wet sucking. His long, thick cock impaled my pussy. Greg, who almost seemed jealous of the attention Shane was getting from my body, pulled my hair with a quick yank to get me to focus on his raging hard-on. I began teasing his cock, licking his shaft up and down lightly with only the tip of my tongue. He grew impatient and pushed my head onto his shaft until it was deep inside my mouth. I wanted to moan, but I couldn't. My mouth was so full of his cock. As the pace slowed down a bit, I felt another pair of. That’s why I moved to London to study. The study was only an excuse because I wanted to get over him.”As she spoke, tears came rolling down her cheek.She then continued, “The previous week that we spent together, a lot of memories came up. It was the night before my departure that he came to my room to tell me how lonely he felt. He spoke about the good time that we had and how he longed to get back together. One thing led to another and we ended up...”She paused to look at me, to see if would. David nodded.“It’s lovely mum.” Helen grinned. She couldn’t quite believe what was happening. She was making love to her son. And she didn’t care. Quite frankly she just didn’t care…She lifted herself up slightly and then let herself fall again, getting used to the size and David brought his hands down and curled them around her waist. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy around his cock. Then he opened them again. If he closed his eyes it could be anybody. If he.