He could see his mother’s hip squirming. Her skirt was around her waist. Her knickers were on the floor and Doug had his fingers deep inside his mo...ther’s secret place. She was moaning sounds of pleasure. “Oh Doug, you’re making me cum,” she gasped and I watched in awe as her hips bucked and she writhed to her gasps and moans until she gasped “Oh yes, I’m cumming”. Her back arched and her body tensed. I realised from that moment that a woman’s cum could obviously be much better that a. In a frenzy, my tongue snaked in and out of her, leaving no reachable inch of her insides untasted, delivering the fruits of its labour back to its owner. Her moans got louder as I savoured every drop.I managed to calm myself and broke free. My lips and lower part of my nose were now covered in her. I could smell her in each breath, not just her vagina or juices but her. A deeper fragrance, unique only to her, the same one I catch a whiff of at the nape of her neck after a long run, or whenever. Ali wiggled her ass a little beneath him, trying to get him to go a bit deeper. She had awoken as soon as she felt his thumbs circling her hole but wanted to give the illusion that she was asleep a little longer.She'd been curious about anal for so long and couldn't believe Jerry was finally trying it. And when he thought she was asleep no less! It's as if he'd read her mind.Jerry felt her move beneath him and he knew she was awake but pretending. She'd always been a light sleeper. He loved. I told them that my assistant would need somethingsuitable to wear to a business meeting. It should be powerful butfeminine."She has excellent legs," the saleslady said. "We should show those offwith the right hemline, good stockings and elegant shoes."And that was how she was dressed when we had lunch at a very nicerestaurant in the city. I felt so proud to be sitting with her. I hadfrequented the place often, when I was working in the city. It was inthe heart of the financial area and.