Below the swell of her breasts, the nightshirt was crumpled and pushed up above her hips, baring her wide-spread legs and the puffy mound of her p***y. Her lips were soaked and still spread open invitingly in front of me. I sucked in a ragged breath and saw the head of my c**k bobbing up and down less than a foot from that sweet and tempting little hole. My back muscles already ached. They were straining to hold me back. Every other fiber of my being wanted to dive forward so my throbbing c**k could get back where it belonged--balls-deep in that wonderful mommy-p***y.
"Wow," she breathed, drawing my eyes back up to her face. She shook her head and her eyes were full of wonder. Again she shook her head, and then she struggled to sit up and finally closed her legs.
Once her p***y was safel
