Slowly, her hands glided down over her flat stomach,
massaging it as they went along, riding smoothly over the remnants
of suntan oil that was still on her body. Amateur porn Again,
simulating what she had showed me before, I pinched her nipples,
lightly at first, and one at a time, gradually squeezing tighter
and simultaneously. “Oh, yessssss,” she whispered, “that’s very nice.” Her
back began to arch as I cupped her breasts, much as I had see her
do only hours before. It wasn’t until she got under the light
at the kitchen table that I could clearly see that she wasn’t
wearing a bra. After a few moments of recuperation, my mom was back in action. I saw her mouth
form an “Oh!” as she continued to massage them. I told
her I wouldn’t mind doing that for her, and approached her on the
bed. Simultaneously, her legs quaked and shivered as
she let out another orgasmic scream. She then
brought her fingers to each nipple, gently circling them several
times before pinching each nipple, one at a time.
