I could feel an immediate stirring in my shorts. Her panties were quickly covered by her new jeans. “How do they look?”I laughed, “Your skirt mo...m” she looked down, only the bottom half of the denim jeans were visible under her skirt. She giggled and hoisted her dress up. What I could see of her jeans looked good as she twirled about, but the skirt kept falling back down.Mom finally decided to open her skirt fully, and she pulled her whole dress over her head. Other than her jeans she only had a. I could she wanted me between her legs by the way she was moving her hips up. Finally my face is inches from her pussy. Her smell was intoxicating. I grabbed both of her legs and put them on my shoulder then from her left knee, I started slowly kissing my way to her pussy. I'm rock hard at this point. I'm between the legs of the girl of my dreams. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming.The aroma of her pussy brought me back to the room. I gently kissed her pussy lips and gave her clit a tease by. I think about how good it would feel to kiss you, deeply and passionately, feeling you hungrily suck on my lips and tongue and hearing you groan. I think about lying on a bed with you and not worrying about time as we've got days together alone. I think about pulling each others clothes off and me savouring the moment where I unclip your bra and slip it off, followed by sliding your flimsy panties down your legs.Then once we're both naked and so aroused I think about all the things we'd do to. Regardless, Bill held her back from the floodgates. She was not allowed to come despite how desperately she needed to. If Sue had not been locked up tight in the stocks, she would have been the one to take Bill. She would have torn his clothes off and clamped her pussy over his manhood. Virginity? Who the fuck needs it? The Nuymeans were the most sexual culture in the history of the world. Would they care about virginity? Hell no! Maybe the other way around, their gods might think less of a.