Just remember this, baby: nothing is wrong, if both of us want to do it. That’s the basis of all truly sensual fucking.’ ‘All right, mom,’ he... whispered, as she put one silken knee upon each side of his body and poised the damply glistening wonder of her golden crotch above him. She looked so damned lovely that way, with her breasts sticking out and her smooth belly rolling, he could see the inflamed pink lips of her pussy shining. ‘Let me do it all, at first,’ she said down to him. ‘Your. Leaning against the end of the divider between the two rooms, she looked down at Carter, and smiled. She crossed the small room, stepping carefully around the coffee table, still strewn with Carter's papers from class. She stood beside Carter's head, and looked down at his peaceful face. His arms were beneath the pillow supporting his head, so that Lisa could pull back the blanket. She grabbed it gently, and pulled back, removing the blanket altogether. She raised an eyebrow, a little. Once inside I threw my gear in a corner and stretched on the floor. Mom looked at me sympathetically. She could understand that for a growing teenager of fifteen, few packs of biscuits were certainly not an ideal breakfast. She offered me the last pack of biscuits she had left deliberately at the cabin. I took most of them while offering little to her, but she didn't complain. After finishing the biscuits I felt better but I knew that the euphoria wouldn't last long.Mom too was feeling the. " I turned to Tami and took her by the hand. "Come with me Tami, we'll go upstairs and get cleaned up." OK, actually it's going to be really nice to have a long hot shower... say do you think there might be some old clothes lying around somewhere that I could have, I'm pretty much out of anything serviceable." She took my hand and smiled as we walked up the staircase each of us sipping our beer."Sure, I'll ask Terry if maybe his mom has something you could have, you're both look to be about the.