I stood back, a little worried that someone may come in. He did not actually swallow my juices, but swirled them round in his mouth like tasting a fin... whiskey, and spat them out into the trough, resuming his original position at the wall. I wrote down my mobile number gave it to him and said thanks, then left. It was, I thought, like a sticky spiders web promising both pleasure and a certain element of risk to those who ventured into the male underworld to explore their sexuality. For a long. Babaji was still sleeping.When I took a bath I decided to go to my backyard pool for a swim.I was wearing a black bikini my large nipples and areola were visible.I started swimming and relaxing.After I few minutes I heard a child crying outside I became concerned and came out of the pool they cries were getting louder I quickly wrapped a towel below and with my wet top went outside it was a poor little boy who was crying he said I m a orphan my parents are no more and my uncle has kicked me out. "Baby, that was amazing!" she exclaimed, still panting. "I've never cum like that before! And to think that the whole time I was imagining you sucking some guy's cock! Come upstairs; I have someone you need to meet!"She grabbed my cock as if it was a leash, leading me up the stairs. Puzzled but very curious, I followed, not knowing who's acquaintance I was about to make. She ripped the covers off the bed with one motion and instructed me to lie down. She then reached under the bed and pulled. I kept licking her feet and she kept caressing my head and my face while I was licking her feet. Prom broke out the silence then, “ Kya scene hai mummy ka. Mamla set ho payega kya,” I looked at her and stood pointing my dick towards her face.It was a signal which she understood and started fondling my rod. I replied then, “Maine unka hesitation to nikaal diya hai ke sex me koi guilt hai aur unki marji bhi hai. Woh kafi garam bhi ho gayi thi tere aane se pahle. Lekin unhe bistar par lane me.