With the large frilly ballerina skirt masking my activities, I deftly slipped my fingers between the front buttons of her dress zeroed into the moist ...target between her trembling thighs. My soft lips continued teasing one nipple with my baby-mouth whilst I idly moved to get comfortable. Then I thumbed the other nipple through the silky cup of her nursing bra with the back of my nail. She almost slipped off the chair as her carnal needs overwhelmed her.I was learning quickly that all these. Her panties are almost as sexy as what they cover, though one might not see this in a quick glance. But Cathy doesn't go out of her way to avoid giving men quick views, or even long ones.I know that her panties are thin, cling like a second skin, and are transparent enough to show off her privates. If I remove the skirt too quickly I'll be forced to forgo this pleasure we both enjoy – my fondling of her spectacular mammary glands.My office has a lounge chair that's perfect for fucking. But. Mom knew what I was trying to do so she stood up and slipped it off, sitting back on the bad completely naked and closer to my hand.I immediately slipped a finger into her pussy. Boy did she moan and she came at once. What a whore mother I have, naked on my bed, my cock in her hand and my fingers up her cunt.I finger fucked her hard for a while as she wanked me, stopping every time she came, which made her buck and twitch.Suddenly she pulled away, climbed over me and before I knew it had. Each thrust forces a grunt out of me. I feel his hand move between us. To my...GOD MY CLIT!!!!! He's rubbing it, pinching it. I'm bucking. Flailing. Screaming into my panties. I cum harder than I have ever cum before an explosion of nerves and sensations that make me feel like I'm dying. And still he pounds me. I open my eyes, this black giant his cock pistons into my white stretched middle aged cunt and I want it. I NEED it. My hands weakly make their way to his back. Strong. I pull him to me..