Chris's eyes darted to his mother's legs and then to her face. He waited expectantly. Allison took a sip of her coffee. She knew that she was driving ...the poor boy crazy. However, for some reason, although she knew the answer, she didn't want to respond too quickly. "I don't think we have a choice," she finally said, smiling over her coffee cup. Chris wanted to jump from the table and hug her, however he restrained himself. He wanted to let his mother have her moment. "I'll have to get a doctors. Fuck yes. Hurt my clit. More. Faster. Harder. Suck on my nipples. ” She grabbed my limp shaft and held on tightly. Way too tight for my comfort. We each grabbed, pulled on and pinched sensitive body parts; cum and sweat covered us both; I was hurting her; she was hurting me; and we were both gasping for air while at the same time flailing our tongues in each other’s mouth. Somehow, it was all very erotic and sensual. Sarah threw the blanket off, rolled onto her back while at the same time. Yuh-yes,” I managed to stutter.She walked closer to me and, with a soft murmur of endearment, touched her pink-painted lips to my mouth. I felt the taut struts of her corset under my palms when my hands went to her waist automatically. Her tongue slid into my mouth while we shared that soft, oh-so-intimate first kiss. “I waited for you to come back, Robert,” my grandmother murmured when we parted. “When we almost kissed, downstairs, in the kitchen, I waited for you to come back. I’ve been. All the jobs they have are the shitty ones working at Taco Bell or whatever." Izzy said, her voice still a little choked up and her eyes red."You mind if we hang out with you for a minute?" I asked, then slid in the car before Izzy could say no. Riley climbed into the back seat, and leaned forward between the seats so that she was up with us. For a minute, we were all quiet."So... um... Izzy, are you okay?" I asked, breaking the silence. For a second, Izzy took on an expression that made me.