.. I'm ready..." she protested feebly."Well," I smiled, "you let me take care of that, honey." With that, I lowered my mouth to her dry cunt. She nerv...usly forced a smile and lay back on the ground, clenching her fists at her sides.I flicked my tongue around her cunt, trying to arouse her. It was tough going. She was extremely tense, with all her worries about getting caught and going to hell for being a slut running loose in her mind. There was no way I could possible eat her into. Sitting middle court, two rows up I watch our team slaughter the opponent with the help of our star player. As the fourth quarter finishes and people begin to leave, Devon came up to me and ask me to wait for him outside. I am intrigued with his request; we have never really talked much outside of our tutoring sessions. I waited outside on the corner of the gym for about ten minutes before he came out. When he came out he was shirtless and looked like he had just showered. This made me feel wet. The first time he came to my place, my mother seemed quite startled.I believed at the time that it was because I introduced so few people to her as friends. He introduced himself, and she reciprocated. Him coming and going became a regular feature. I wasn’t blind however, he and many of my friends in his circle had complimented my mom in front of me.Some compliments were very explicit. They also told me about how hot she was. Although it seems counter-intuitive, I stopped getting angry after. She didn't find anything. There was nothing there: a smooth surface. She knew this too, for she had seen what I'd looked like a couple of times when I was washing my body. But yet she reached there, and… my body heated up at her touch. And I mirrored her movement and reached down inside her yoga pants with one of my hands and touched her between her legs.What I found there was an amazing touch sensation. I felt hot, wet, and sticky material. I felt, from the inside, the warm and slightly wet.