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As he thought about what had happened and how good it had felt, his cock began hardening again. He reached in his pants and began rubbing it. Just then he heard the front door slam as his mother came in, calling to him to come help carry in the groceries. Michael wasn't a surly teen, he still loved helping her."I already let the groceries sit for a few minutes," she said, pecking him on the cheek as he walked into the kitchen. "So give me a hand getting them into the fridge."His mother was always a pleasant sight to see, but at the moment, somehow, it was even more pleasant than usual to see her. Her face was a bit flushed and she was perhaps a little flustered, probably from getting the timing off with their groceries. She liked to feel that she still took good care of him. "Anything interesting happen while I was away?" she asked, her girlish voice sweet and rather high."Nah, nothing much," he replied, blushing a little."I have to go out again, to the library." Well, Mom, you got a. She returned with a tube of sex lubricant she’d retrieved from her suitcase. ‘A little of this goes a long way,’ she said, smiling. I sat up in bed while she placed a couple of tablespoons of the lube into her hand, and then over my pole and scrotum. She repeated the action, spreading the gel over her smooth pubes. Quickly, she mounted me, and facing each other, her breasts pressed against my chest, my slippery staff glided into her soft as satin passage. Pressing our hands on each others asses, we started to rock. I thrusted up and she pounded down, neither missing a stroke, our smooth and shaven sex meeting with ever more f***e. Our near frictionless pushes grew more rapid and we heavily panted from both the rapture and the exertion. I laid back on the bed and Patty continued pulsating from above me. The slightly changed position tightened our meshing with one another and I reached for her tits, fingering her hard nipples with ever so much pressure. She constricted her vaginal.
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