I could almost feel your fingertips brushing my swollen and by now fully exposed head with your tender touch. I dreamt of your tongue licking slowly f...om my ass to my balls before sliding up my length, the feeling of your hot breath on that most sensitive part of me before you slip your luscious lips over the tip and suck greedily.I arched my back and re positioned the bullet, in the process finding just the right spot where I could feel it on the base of my cock. Visions of that last encounter. But yet the V and the K held me off from blowing. It was like I’d had the most amazing orgasm ever, but no cum had come out. I was stuttering for breath and had to regain my composure so that I could sink my motion with hers once more. She kept her body moving with mine, and what felt like eternity, turned out to be fifteen minutes, when yet another phone rang. My Girl looked at me with a, ‘Well time’s up.’ I may have undressed like Superman, but I moved like the flash when she said that.. There was no response for about fifteen minutes. I figured that I freaked her out and probably lost a friend. I was about to close my laptop for the night when I got an email from her.“Bret, Meet me here tomorrow at 11:30 am.” The address was a Starbucks about a half-hour away. I never thought about it until now. But meeting someone that I talk to online intrigued me. It turned me on. I had hoped it did the same to her. I still wasn’t expecting anything else to come from this. I didn’t. And, he liked what he saw. Her full breasts and trim hips were like those of a much younger woman. He realized that she had kept herself in very good shape and that she was very sexy. Strangely, it never occurred to him that his mother could be sexy or, God forbid, turn him on. Yet as he sat and watched her try on dresses, slacks, sweaters, blouses and shorts, he found himself getting excited. He had to cross his legs on several occasions to keep her from seeing his growing erection. If she.