She had almost finished her sandwich. Blowjob sex “Mother?” I asked loudly. Her breasts were two pillows so soft they hung a bit. She didn’t have to do that. I fell back onto the bed and let her continue sucking. I imagined her hands running inside my shirt, and the woman in my arms obeyed. Mother’s eyes grew large and she tried covering her tits with her arms and holding on to her blouse for grip. It could have been a dream. She listened patiently. Her nipples were large and very dark compared to her off-pink flesh. “Momma, oh momma!” I groaned. It was magnificent! Her hands were busy with her skirt. I opened her door and led her within. “How can this be? Her hands kept fondling her tits and pinching her nipples through the soft material while she unfastened each pearlescent dollop.
