As I started running my lips along her neck, her head arched back, and she hissed at the sensation. I noted this reaction for future investigation, th...inking that we might have a new erogenous zone to investigate.From her neck to her collarbone, and on to the upper slope of her breast, I left a trail of kisses and nibbles. I could feel a series of tremors running through her, and grinned to myself knowing that I was the cause. When I reached her nipple, I debated about simply going around it,. She had a great body and a nice ass. Peter fantasized that he and his mother were intimate. Mary was a single mother.She had many boyfriends but none of them seemed to ever make her happy. His mother was often sad and got drunk. She watched romantic stories on cable and cried. Peter never understood why she never could have lasting relationships.Mary had several jobs which left Peter alone a lot of the time. She was a bartender and a waitress. Her last boyfriend broke up with her the other day.. Her heels clicked as she strutted her way toward him. "Hi there, big boy! Got a light?" she cooed as the cigarette bobbed up and down in her mouth. She threw a lighter down on the bed beside him. Stephen fumbled to pick it up and flicked it in adesperate attempt to establish a flame. His unsuccessful efforts increased her excitement level, and she snatched the lighter from him. With a wry smile she snapped the lighter and applied the flame to the end of her cigarette. Drawing deeply, she puffed. ” “Yeah?” “Yeah.” We began to kiss deeply. I fell all the way back and pulled her down to me, grabbing a handful of her hair. Her scent, the feel of her mouth and skin, the warmth and the sugar rush—everything—I was feeling pure ecstasy, even before I saw her naked. As she raised up and slowly slipped off the robe, my dick once again filled out completely. She had a beautiful dark bush between her legs, and she rubbed it against my thigh while stroking me with her hand for a minute. I was tired.