The orphan. part 3.
Coming out of the bathroom, I headed for the sofa. Her mother's taste remained on her lips, her hands still felt the softness and tenderness of her body. Now I reproached myself only for having been with it for so long. Two months to live with such a woman, and do not take the opportunity to try her body ... I'm an idiot. I did not notice how I fell asleep, waiting for her from the bathroom, she had been there too long.
I woke up because I was shaken by the shoulder. Opening my eyes, I saw the most desired woman for myself, wrapped in a towel. Although I already knew what was hiding under it, I was still very excited by this look. Wet hair, beautiful neck, gentle hands, gorgeous legs. A towel of such length that you can hide charms, but it is better not to bend over. Patting my hair, she said quite maternally:

- Go to your bed, son.
“Okay mom,” I said, and added, “You don't want with me?”
“Isn’t that for a while,” she said, slightly hesitated.
I went to the room naked, did not want to be wrapped in a towel again. My back felt like she was examining me, and that made me stand up again. I got to the bed already with this cursor at the ready. Climbing under the blanket, I called her to me, lifting the edge of the blanket. She stood and looked at me, I think, already a little away from the apparition, she was clamped again. Stretching out my hand, I pulled her to me, and made her lie down under a blanket. She didn’t throw off the towel on purpose, so that she calms down a bit. Hugging her back, I whispered in her ear, so that she fell asleep, without worrying about anything. At the same time I reached up with my hand, between her legs, I could not resist. It was hot, a bit damp and absolutely smooth. That's why she lingered, shaved her sweet pussy. So I fell asleep, breathing in the scent of her washed body.

The orphan. part 4.
Waking up in the morning, I saw that tossing and turning in my sleep, my mom got rid of both the towel and the blanket. And now I saw her lying on her left side, bending her right leg. This otrkylo me a beautiful view of her crotch, pussy and hole priests arrogantly looked at me, calling for action. Bending down, I walked with my nose and lips from her back to the vagina, her skin was warm, and a little sticky, sweated over night. Turning my head to her legs, I arranged my head on her left leg, and began to gently kiss and lick her pussy. She was not excited, so I tried not to hurry, although I really wanted to. From my careful, gentle caresses, she began to moan in a dream. I caressed the circle with my finger, around her anus, but without getting inside. Looking up, I saw that she was awake, and she was looking at me with a slightly defocused look. Apparently she didn't like this hitch, and reaching for my head, she pressed her to her pussy. I sped up a bit and felt how she began to give in to my tongue. My hands caressed her tender body, palms squeezing her hips, leaving marks on them.

Her breathing became interrupted, moans quickened, her fingers began to press me closer to her. Pussy became very wet, my whole face was already in her discharge. It was time to bring the beginning to the finals, and putting two fingers in my pussy, I focused on the clitoris, circling my tongue around it, sometimes touching it, tugging at it with my lips. Having bitten a pillow with her teeth, she began to finish, increasing the already considerable amount of lubricant. It was the most opportune moment, and I attached myself to her pussy, and without haste I thrust my member into it. Despite her age, her pussy was narrow, and my heroic size was not enough for her with a vengeance. From excitement, I finished pretty quickly. Literally in a minute of measured frictions, filling her pussy with sperm. The fact that I had to pull out, I thought after an orgasm. Bending over her, I dug into her lips, the most gentle kiss that I was capable of. I lay down on her, I buried my nose in her neck, and froze like that.The benefit of my light weight is not particularly pressed on her. She lay with a pensive face, running her fingers over my back.

Apparently I fell asleep because I woke up because she called me to the kitchen, have breakfast ...