“Uh ... Mom?”“Yes, Kevin?” I asked. “Have you chosen what you’d like to watch?”“Well ... I...” He stared at me, salivating. He swall...wed. His dick throbbed in his pajama bottoms. His hands balled into fists. He looked bewildered, his eyes flicking down at my tits then away. He squirmed on the couch.“You okay?” I asked him, putting my hand on his cheek. “You feel flushed. Hot.”“I’m fine,” he gulped out. “I’m just ... I’m tired.”He bolted to his feet and faked a yawn. “Yeah, I should go to. I had her on my lap, leant back against my chest with one hand between her legs and the other wrapped around her waist, her twisting and wriggling was exerting sublime pleasure against the length of my shaft which was nestled between her bum cheeks.I slipped my fingertip into her dripping pussy and curled it up, rubbing on the sensitive flesh of her g-spot and making her groan like a wanton whore."Ohhhh," I whispered as I pushed harder on her insides, "you're enjoying this are you? You like it. While we were waiting, Donnaleaned back in her chair and gave me a wicked smile andI could tell from experience that something a littlecrazy was going around inside of her head. I quickly gave in and asked her, “What?”She leaned forward and looked around quickly and thenwhispered that she had always had this fantasy aboutplaying with herself while we were out driving. Since Ialways heartily disagree with denying Donna her whims,I told her that it was just up to her and let it. Milk was on the boil!! I started by feeling her arms..slowly and smoothly I kept moving my hands up & down on her hands.Finally I held her tight from behind by grabbing both her hands. She was silent & few moans were escaping her lips which were moist and were looking delicious. My dick wass pressing upon her ass crack and her fleshy butts!! I’m sure she was very excited!!Smita- Addiii…are you sure we should do it?Me- Don’t you wanna do it??Smita- Don’t know..Me- I know what’s to be done..I.