I brushed the back of my finger slowly up her gusset, feeling the heat of her pussy and the wetness of her pleasure. Xxnx On my left, mom, more casual in her stance, sitting side saddle on the floor, less conscious of her exposed upper thighs when she moved. There was confusion aplenty as I tried to place what was happening into the neat little stacks of logic in my head. On my left, mom, more casual in her stance, sitting side saddle on the floor, less conscious of her exposed upper thighs when she moved. She made short shrift of manhandling my cock into a position she wanted and then proceeded to gently rub the whole shaft back and forth. The problem with the night was in flight around our heads, in flight only when not feeding on our blood. How much had she seen,
