Fuck me Paul. I am very happy with what we’ve done, but I’d really like to return the pleasure if you’ll let me. Of course, I’d like that. I spread my legs a bit to give her room to reach my balls too, if she wanted to. She wasn’t just wet; she was soaking. It’s something your dad does for me and I know most women like, but not many guys do it. “Good morning, Paul. It was wonderful. I have rubbed your silky ones on my cock and it feels really good, though.”
My mom then put both hands under her skirt and I saw her lift up and wiggle a bit and saw her slipping her panties off down her legs. I wish I could lick your pussy directly. “Oh, Mom,” I groaned. “Oh, Mom,” I said, “that feels so good. I tried to go slow to make it last. Lick my panties and taste me. Lots of boys smell their mom’s or their sisters’ panties. Dad started laughing and said, “I’m just kidding you, Paul. Once again, it was my mom who was escalating things and offering to give me a hand job.
