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Lisa trembled. A few yards in front of her stood Mike.Mike couldnt see her – he didnt know his mother was anywhere around.Lisa had come upon her son by accident. She had not followed him from the picnic site deliberately. She had simply taken the same trail he had. Her mind was on other things… cock, cock and her itching cunt.Her cunt had been itching from the time they started out before noon for the picnic. It had been itching for cock. Lisa loved fucking. She had always loved to fuck. She could no longer remember when she had first felt a beautiful, hard, throbbing cock sliding into her cunt. It was a myth, to her, about a girl or boy always remembering that first fuck.She couldnt.She jus...