His groans were all she needed to know that she was having the same effect on him that he had on her. His hands found their way to her hair he wrapped... the strands around hisfingers and guided her on his harness. His hips gently thrusting into her mouth, he could feel he was at that boiling point and he needed to have her now, he needed to be buried deep within her warm folds. Lifting her off his swollen cock he set her on her knees and moved inbehind her. With one hand on her hips he guided his. I was eighteen and I knew what they were fighting over - it has been the same thing for over two years now. Mom's submissive nature.Perhaps I should start with an introduction. My name is Lena, my mother's is Marybeth and my handsome Dad is called Hank. Mom had me when she was just sixteen, the result of a randy date with Dad, and it only served to speed up their marriage. Dad started a hardware store, and even without any degrees, made it into one of the most profitable stores in the city.. Still rubbing my pussy to his legs I took both his hands and placed one on each boob. Without his consent I was doing all by myself. I made him press my boobs as hard as possible and in the same way I was putting pressure on his thigh with my crossed legs.Probably it might have hurt but I was no mood to care about his pain. This continued for few minutes before I had an orgasm. Despite my orgasm I was in no mood to stop but the movement of his mom made me stop. We both felt that she moved so he. Coming out of his mental reverie, he felt her gaze. Feeling like she could see straight through his charming charade at the moment, he cleared his throat, before looking away. He didn't pause again to analyze why he liked making her laugh so suddenly. God, I just need to get laid, he thought. He sighed in relief when he saw the road to his house. "Almost there," he mentioned. She merely nodded. He was glad for the silence. He wasn't sure he could exactly talk with the best of intentions yet..