His only reason for sex is to give his partner pleasure and he is very, very good at it. We have been enjoying each other for about a year and I think...back he always had this funny but obvious way of letting me know what he had in mind for the coming sexual experience. The way he smiled as I was introduced to Brad, the sort of pushing me to drink another glass of champagne, I knew something was happening and I started getting a little wet you know where. The thought of these two handsome guys. “Just relax, mom,” I kept on squeezing her boobs like dough.This reminds me of kneading dough. At times, in present, my mom will be kneading the dough for chappati. She will be all sweaty. If I’m lucky, we will be alone. So I go behind and tell her“You are all sweaty, Saro,” putting hands on her shoulder as my mom stands in her saree.“No need. Don’t need your help.”“I will,” and gently caress her bare hips from the sides to the front navel ending a finger inside her navel button.“Now I know why. As his fingers moved up on her thigh she wondered if he would be bold enough to actually touch her pussy ... she hoped so, it had been a long time since a man had caressed her there.Richard finished with her right leg without going any higher than her thigh then he moved over to her left side and repeated his massage again carefully avoiding anything above her thigh. He knew that the more he teased her, the more willing she would be when he finally touched her breasts or ass or more. You’d have more control over your classes and schedule, but it would be a bit of a drive.”“What about a high school diploma? Doesn’t she need that?”“There are two ways to go with that. She could test for her GED. Normally, kids that drop out and then realize they need it get that, but she could get her equivalency that way. Or, you could home school her the last two years.”“How am I going to have time for that, and how is she going to have time for that if she’s going to college?”“You don’t.