I started pumping myself in and out of my mom's pussy, slowly at first, letting her get used to me but after a few minutes of this my urges took contr...ol once more and my rhythm increase. I was starting to go faster and faster now and with each thrust a moan escaped from my mother perfectly sculpted lips, each push into her brought a response and by the time I reached topped speed she was completely incoherent to the world and lost in her own dominion of pleasure.As I continued to pump her as. “It was the heat of the moment,” said Mindy. “Things happen in the heat of the moment.”“I wish I could believe that,” sighed Bobby.They sat there, both thinking back to that night. Something wiggled around in Mindy’s brain, niggling at her. Finally, it gelled.“Bobby?”He looked up.“That night ... you said you were following me.”He looked down.“Yeah.”“Why were you following me?”He looked up. There was anguish on his face.“I knew something was wrong,” he said, softly.“How did you know something. He was no young guy, but for his age, he was very fit looking, she liked his chest and ran her fingers through the hair, "Shall we begin, Jeff?" she asked demurely as she took his hand and led him towards the bed. He had her get on all fours on the bed, pulling the tube of lubricant from his bag before joining her, he lay opposite from her and nudged her body over his, she looked down at his flaccid cock and licked her lips, remembering the recent taste she had accepted. She flinched as she. The only thing he was sure of was that she’d simply felt in no fit state to have him there. Which was fine by him. Home still felt almost like home when she wasn’t around, but it always felt like home when he was at Juliet’s. She was a friend of his step-mother, and she knew her well enough to feel sympathy for him. Which is why she’d put such effort into making him feel at home with her.The arrangement first began when he’d joined the soccer team. Her house was walking distance from the.