His hand was still on my knee, as I leaned in to kiss him again, this time he let me and his hand moved up my leg, as I was kissing his neck I placed ...my hand on his knee. I pulled his T shirt off him and laid him on the bed, moving my lips down from his onto his nipples, he sighed, running my tongue down further I stopped on the waistband of his jeans.Unbuttoning them I pulled them down, he had a monster of a cock, semi hard in his boxers. As I took his jeans off his ankles he sat up, kissed me. I never really had a mother like yours. My mother was my first lover. She gave me my first blowjob, my first orgasm, and she was the first woman I fucked.”“That is ... sick,” was all I could say.“Perhaps, but try and look at it from my point of view. You see, you never forget the first woman you kiss, the first woman you fuck, or the first mind you share your thoughts with. That woman has always been my mother. It’s a special kind of bond between us. The only thing I didn’t do with my mother. After a while, weswitched, I entered Alice, and for the next eternity enjoyed being on thegiving end, slowly pushing though her, in-and-out, in-and-out, pacingmyself to remain fully erect but not to bring it to the climax. We werein heaven, from now on I wanted to spend every night like this.That was another unforgettable night. Our slippery bodies sensuallyglided against each other with every movement, and the latex double bodybag kept us pressed tightly together. I slithered my hand all. The first one shows her body tilted away from the mirror with one arm wrapped around herself almost in a self hug type manner. This concealed her breasts but revealed her well defined midsection and cute, petite, butt.The second one strategically used her elbows to conceal her nipples and the sink just barely conceals her freshly shaved bikini area. The third one was more model like and less artistic. While wearing a g-string, she took a wide stance cupped one breast while covering the other.