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We sat for a considerable length of time in the hot soapy water basking in the utter bliss of total sexual satisfaction.
I was massaging her beautiful tits leisurely, and she had worked her hands between our bodies where she found my limp pecker.
With skillful manipulation she was bringing that dead soldier back to life again. After a while her fondling had renewed the desire in my pecker.
I had freed one hand from her breast and commenced to titillate her valley of desire.
I didn't for a minute doubt her, but I was raised to mind my parents so I dipped my hand into the bathwater. That's hot, Mom." "I told you." She seemed pleased that the water temperature got my attention the way it had. No one has done that for me in a long time." She turned on charm that I never realized she had.
Dad married his secretary just to make their affair legitimate.
When her tongue darted between my lips and deep into my mouth, I was powerless to stop the surging orgasm that racked my body.
I banged my body against hers, and in all the hysteria I am sure I detected Mom experiencing a sexual gala of her own.
There were ample bubbles resting on the top of her boobs to give the impression that she was decently shielded from prying eyes, but that certainly did not include this horny young man who had just sat down on the toilet lid beside the bath tub.
I could easily make out the darker red of her nipples glowing through the bubbles like two beacons on a fog laden shoreline.