Your hands lift my hips, sliding my pants down as my cock pushes out from my boxers before your head lowers, your lips finding the head of my cock, ki...ssing it and eliciting a soft moan from me.My hips rise slightly as you giggle a bit, your tongue slowly running along my rock hard cock, down and back up my shaft. Your tongue swirls around my head before your lips surround it, your mouth sliding slowly down over my cock. My hands move to your head, playing with your hair as you slowly move. Beneath my fingertips, that flawless silk lace and its accompanying solid fabric. I instinctively pull my long, thin fingers back, arching my hands so that only my upper palms rub my hard nipples as I smooth the silk across my chest. Oh, that momentary delight!My hands slide down to my rib cage, down across my tummy, down the turns to my hips, down my hips to my upper thighs.Oma nods approvingly. I do not need to see her to know this. Fifty years before, she was me. She stood before her. Now, I’m just lying in my bed thinking about what had just transpired between my own mother and I. She looked so amazing with the water dripping from her thick black curly hairy bush. Her ass was so big and the thick hair that went up her crack felt so good twirling between my fingers. Her breasts were so big and felt great smashed up against my chest when she was riding me. I still can’t believe this really happened. Now, I’m going to make this reality even better for me.A few minutes later…. Not that they were hidden all that well either, as each of them were hard enough to show plainly just where they were under the very thin material.That didn’t last for very long as I made sure to slowly but menacingly rip even that last bit of cover from her shaking upper body.Still, having the blouse and the remnants of the bra on, even in it’s tattered state, made for a much hotter scene and look.Through all of this, her eyes never left mine. The pupils growing wide as her body reacted to her.