I rest my head on my pillow on one side of the bed, as I could still smell my Mother's hair. She uses preparation with a slight scent of pears, but her preferred fragrance is Angle Lily, and this morning, as usual she showered with my lavender body shampoo. The bed is warm from her body and her scent lingers, as does the indentation in the bed she has so recently left.
I woke to find Mum gone, then I heard some clinging of cups downstairs in the kitchen. The curtains are almost fully closed, but the sunlight is filtering through the fabric and one vivid bar of bright yellow is shining on the floor where the gap is letting the light through. One of the windows is slightly open and a light warm summer breeze is bringing the sounds and smells of the garden into the bedroom.
We have just discovered each other's urges and needs.
The door opens and my mother comes in with a couple of cups of coffee. She is still naked as she walks over to my bed, and I admire her shaven pussy and her 36D breasts and the way they swing as she stopped and placed the cups on the bedside cabinet. She then handed one of the mugs to me; I sat up to take it from her allowing the solitary crisp white cotton sheet to fall from my breasts as I do so.
As mum got into bed next to me, her left leg slipped over my right leg sending a sliver down my spine, as she takes a sip of her coffee. I take a sip of mine and carefully place the mug on the side table before turning to her and kissing her fully on the lips allowing some of the coffee to trickle down the outside of her throat and onto her breasts as I reach down between her thighs to fondle her rapidly swelling and parting outer labia.
We pull each other close and our tongues lock together. I allowed my face to slide down her body licking the coffee from her neck and breasts, sucking and licking each pert brown nipple in turn before drifting southward as she arches her back and clenched buttocks off the bed. My probing tongue passes over her navel and approached her fanny. She let out a shiver, and lets out a little moan as my tongue parts her bald labia and I tasted her slightly sweet, slightly sour sexual juices, flicking my tongue tip over her pertly protruding clitoris. I give her vagina a deep, French kiss and then thrust my face between the buttocks I have rapidly pulled apart and tongue as far as I can reach into her pliant bottom crack.