She must have seen the look on my face because I heard her giggle then felt her warm tongue swirl around my head, licking up all the pre-cum. I looked... down at her and she smiled at me and winked and then wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and started sucking it and I could feel her tongue swirl around my head again. “Oh my god Amanda, I have wanted you for the longest time. I want to fuck you so bad right now.” I told her. All she said was “You will, just not right now. I want to have. (Or so she thought)The heat of his body against her half naked body was taking her over the edge of reasoning. She lifted her leg and placed it over her Son’s leg, started at a normal knee height and moved higher and higher. She placed her hand and rubbed it over her leg. Her hand moved to the boxers of her Son. She felt the rock hard cock pushing against the boxer. By touching his penis she felt the heart rate pushing the blood to his penis head, his penis giving small jumping movements, it. That love was magical and special. And the love we’d had before ‘The Brandon Incident’ had been deep and wonderful and had been the foundation of our lives in our thirties and forties. But all too often, on a day-to-day basis, our love had been just one corner of the triangle that was our daily lives. Like a triangular menu. Mix one part ‘us’ to one part ‘work’ to one part ‘parents’. The three all in balance, all too often meaning we were a bit too complacent and negligent of our love.As. After a quick discussion, we decided to grab the blanket I had wisely put in my car. We went walking down along one of the trails. We eventually wandered off the trail to a spot all to ourselves.I spread the blanket out, and we laid down. It wasn’t long before we were heavily making out. We were kissing and running our hands over each other when I ran mine up under her tank top. After that, it wasn’t long before her tank top was completely off, and I had her nipples between my lips.As things.