I liked what it looked like. I wished he'd moved them up and touch my pussy. I knew he wouldn't. The more I felt his hands on me, the more I wanted him to feel me. I rested my hands on his. This seems very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind.
I looked over my husband. I liked the idea of my son's hands on me with my husband right there. As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn't give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his fingers still on my bare thighs. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up a little. His hands moved with my skirt. I looked down and could see my panties.
His fingers were so close to touching them. I raised his right hand and put it on my panties. He left his hand there. I spread my legs a little. When I did, his hand fell between my legs. I took a hold of his hand and pressed it against my panties. My sons hand now on my pantie covered pussy. I could feel my self getting wet. I wanted more. When I removed my hand, he left his hand on me. He wasn't moving it around or anything. He was just letting his hand rest on my pussy.I waited for him to start his fingers. Nothing. Maybe he was too afraid. I knew how to fix that.
I took a hold of his hand and moved it up to the top of my panties. When I knew his fingers were above my panties, I pressed his hand against my body and slowly slid his fingers between my panties and bare skin. I kept moving his hand down until I could feel his finger tips just barely touch the top of my pussy lips. I pushed his hand down further. Icouldn't get his hand all the way between my legs under my panties so he could feel my pussy.
My panties were too tight for both of our hand. Finally I felt him try to move his hand further down so he could find my entrance. When I took my hand out from under my panties, my son left his hand on my pussy. I rose up my hips, hooked my thumbs on each side of my panties and pulled them down to my knees. As soon as I did this I felt Mike move his hand so he could get his fingers on me.
My panties kept me from spreading my legs out for him to really get to feel me. Before I could move my hand to take my panties off, Mike used his other hand and started pulling them down around my ankles. I lifted up my leg so he could take them all the way off. I spread my legs as wide as I could. This was all he needed. I was so wet he sunk two fingers in me at once. I let out a low moan.
"Are you ok?" my husband asked me. He was looking at me. I smiled and said; "I'm ok; I thought it would be a problem sitting on my son's lap, but it really isn't. This isn't going to be so bad of a ride." Here I was talking to my husband with my son's fingers in me. "How much farther until we top?" "I don't want to stop until I go a little further,"
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