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David whispered to his mother, "I love you. I need you. I've never felt this way before. One hand went to hold the back of her wet head, the other on the small of her back pressing her belly against his. He leaned down. She saw it coming and part of her wanted it. The responsible part of her mind fought those feelings. His body against hers, the glass of wine in her belly, her throbbing pussy, her tingling nipples, naked under the starlit sky, a man (okay, what sure felt like a man) she loved.... Responsible mind didn't have a chance. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes and felt her sons warm lips descend onto her now hungry mouth. Their lips clung to each other. "MY GOD! where did he learn to kiss like this?" flitted through Marla's mind. Their tongues caressed and probed each other as their hands wandered all over each others backs and buttocks. A bolt of electric heat flashed through her body. In an attempt to regain sanity, she pulled her mouth off his and tried. "I will, slave. But not quite yet." He smiled inwardly as he sensed her deflate slightly, disappointed that thingsweren't moving as quickly as she wanted. Not wanting to lose her attention,he stopped massaging her breasts, and stretched his left arm around her leftarm and across her stomach, pinning her left arm and pulling her body closerto his. At the same time he used his right arm to press hers to her side thenreached up to trace a line across her left breast with the palm of his righthand. His hand brushed repeatedly against her erect nipple. With her arms pinnedto her sides, all she could do was squirm and moan as he ran his hand backand forth over her nipple, sometimes gently, sometimes roughly, sometimes stoppingto lightly pinch and tease her. She leaned into him, letting him do whatever he wanted, desire building insideher. Reflexively she reached for him, feeling the stiffness of his member withinhis jeans. She rubbed her hands against him, wishing he was inside of her..
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