Peter was now pulling her panties extremely tight, then partially releasing them, in an excruciatingly slow rhythm, as his tongue traced its way along the waistband in front.
“Ohh…kay, Mom, I will.” Whatever she’d said.
Peter sank to his knees, now kissing his way down the front of her panties, which he now began pulling and releasing in a faster rhythm.
“Oh, yes… Yes, I’ll be fine.”
His tongue and the fabric of her panties were now pressing between her legs in the exact same place…and rhythm.
“I love you too, Mom. Okay, good-bye.”
As soon as she heard the click of the phone being put down at the other end, she simply dropped the receiver, which fell to the floor with a loud clunk.
It was good that her mother had hung up just then. Otherwise she would have heard
