I put my hand on her head and enjoyed the feel of her soft curls in my fingers. I couldn’t wait to fuck her! I pulled my cock from her mouth and hel...ped her to her feet and began unfastening the lower buttons of her blouse. Mom gently rubbed my arms as I exposed her nakedness to her son’s lusting eyes. My mom’s eyes were glued to my erection as it bobbed in front of her and when I reached for the front clasp of her bra I teased “So, did you like sucking your son’s cock”?Mom looked up with a. ”“Sonnet number twenty.”“You have literary depths.”“Just a good memory for what I’ve read.”“I’m certain he didn’t have a beach orgy in mind!”“No. Not even the concept of a nude beach, unless Nausicaa and her handmaidens were sans garb.”“Homer says they went to the beach to wash clothes, but are playing games when Odysseus appears nude.”“Book Six.”“Very good. Paxton did a painting where they’re all nude, incidentally. Would you like to – uh – play games in the water?”“Yes. But I’ve never heard. He was frightend, confused, dazed, didn't know what to do, but then Linda gave a sharp reminder of her command, that for the time being, pushed the feelings slightly aside.he was hungry, he felt it suddenly, up to this point, he had ben to worried and confused to think about it, but he realized he was hungry, his stomach growling.But how hungry was he, enough to eat what was in the bowl?No, not yet.And Linda saw it, knew the time was not right yet, knew she would have to wait another day or. Ihr zittern wird heftiger, unkontrollierter. Sie presst die Beine fest an meinen Kopf, löst sie wieder, drückt mich weg, fingert sich selbst. Der Duft zwischen ihren Schenkeln nimmt zu ich schmecke an meinen Fingern ihren Saft, der so ganz anders schmeckt als ich es gewohnt bin. Sie verweilt im Augenblick des Orgasmus, springt dann aber wohl von der Mauer. Kurze spüre ich ihren Kopf nah an meinem, will sie küssen, riechen, will ihr neues Parfum beschnuppern. Es bringt mir nur einen Klaps auf.