Mommy's in control

I usually woke with the dawn, the birds were my alarm clock but today, the sun was high in the sky when awareness slowly invaded me. I felt all lethargic, completely drained but still, I had a wonderful feeling of fulfilment, in fact, I was brimming with happiness. I leaned closer and kissed my love before carefully easing from the bed. After I had washed I made some tea. In the bedroom, I stood while blowjob my eyes feasted on her body. Those beautiful breasts, the gorgeous nipples that I loved to arouse, the delightful little wisps of hair just covering her mound and those lips friend that enclosed her pussy. I wished that I only had those few hairs, I was now hating my thick bush. With a start, I realised there was a smile on her face, barely open eyes were Fucking handjob looking at me, “Do you like what you see Laura?” “Liz, you’re so beautiful, your bodies perfect, not like mine, mine’s all hard.” She looked me up and down, “You’re wrong Laura, your muscles are just as beautiful, you stand so strong and powerful, your strength makes blonde me feel safe.” I put the tea on the small table beside the bed, then climbed on top of her, my lips eagerly seeking hers. She reached to grab my backside, pulling me tight to her as she thrust her mound to mine, her hips swivelled, rubbing at my pussy. I didn’t care that it was still sore, instead, I mirrored her actions and soon we were panting with renewed arousal. Our orgasm wasn’t as earth-shattering as it had been the night before but it was still a wonderful way to greet the new day. The tea had gone cold, so I made fresh cups while Liz washed. We sat on the veranda to drink our tea, the sounds of the birds and the cough of the deer all around. Liz looked at me for a moment, “Do you really want to leave here? I understand the loneliness you must have had to endure by yourself for so long but together, would it be so bad?” His politeness blonde reminded me of that old TV show “Leave it to Beaver”. Sweat soaked handjob my shirt, molding to my round breasts. Sidney coached him on in a soft calming voice. First my shoulders, then around my neck and then I was about to rub the slippery bar over my titties but decided to dip to my tummy and down to my legs. I shifted my hips, bringing my pussy-soaked dick to her asshole. Am I doing it right?” blowjob I inquired breathlessly. I drank in her spicy cream. He wanted to take her right there and his member was painfully hard, but instead, he sat down and started eating, ignoring that the food was cold. The first night we talked I got right into talking about sex, she was into it and I got her to send me naked pics the first night. How sweet, I thought. Several times I almost broke down to call any one of them, but I stayed with my plan to work myself out. I feel a lot better now. I needed to pee. You...you forced him." Grant had found it hilarious that Ian sucked off the old man. Now he was letting his date abuse them as a form of foreplay. I couldn't help myself. "Oh! I just knew 'fucking like rabbits' was a saying used to mean doing it a lot. Her feet in their spike heels waved in the air, her hips Fucking bucked upwards and from my seated position I could see her little asshole contracting and pulsing with her orgasm. And what a front it was! She pulled back friend and jerked me onto her chest! Which one do you speak of?”