Andy's groaning grew loader as she raised her hips, then lowered them, slowly sawing his c**k in-and-out of her p***y. He reached out, grasping her hips firmly as he thrust in response, matching her tempo as they f****d each other.
"Mmmm," she moaned with a smile. "I like it when you f**k me. But I think you'd like this better," she said as she reached down and grabbed his hands and placed them on her t**s.
"There you go," she said as he squeezed her firm breasts, her n*****s digging into his palms.
A thought entered Andy's mind and he chuckled.
Rachel looked down at her son as she rocked her hips.
"What?" she smiled, eyebrows furrowing.
Andy shook his head.
"It's nothing... It's just I never thought I'd round home plate before I got to second base."
His mother laughed; her smile e
