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I moved and lay my cheek on it. Rough and smooth, curly yet soft, a study in ambiguity. She grew impatient with my exploration and pushed my head down toward her center.Ah. I was accosted by that odor I had come to know over the past few days. Not quite the same with each woman, but not quite different. Like a fine wine that had matured with age, my mother's arousal intoxicated me.I kissed her gently. First on her clitoris. This was met with a sudden intake of breath and a withdrawal of her body. A little lower on her labia. Then I took one of her labia between my lips and pulled it out from her body. I gave it a little swipe with my tongue, then let it fall back into place. Only not quite as close in as before. I repeated this with the other labia and pulled back a bit. I could now see pink between the lips.I moved to the bottom of the path, stuck my tongue in it and moved up toward her clitoris. I got my first taste of her juices. Mom didn't get sloppy wet right away like Les and. Ruth kissed me on the neck and whispered in my ear “go ahead rest your head on my breasts, it’s OK”. I was so intoxicated basking in the smell of her perfume and the feeling of her body against mine that I rested my head on her breast and occasionally softly kissed the area between her cleavage. We danced for about ten minutes and you could tell the sexual excitement from our close slow dancing was rushing through our bodies.We retreated to a small intimate booth in the back corner of the bar and ordered another drink. Ruth’s hand was on my knee while my hand was traveling up her dress. We both looked into each other’s eyes and I French kissed right in public. I didn’t care; I wanted this woman to know I wanted her. As my hand reached her panties I began softly massaging her pussy. Ruth then laid her head back to enjoy the pleasure my hand was giving her. She said, let’s go back to the Marriott I have a key to the room.We got up to the room and sat on a small couch. We must have.
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