There was a knock and Amanda walked in, James frowned but kept his thought to himself as she closed the door.“So?”“So?”“How did it go,” sh... asked.“Well.”“You got lucky?” She grinned, her innocent tone betraying her clearly devilish intentions. It was stated as a question but also a statement at the same time.He frowned, “A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell.”“No?”“Manners maketh the man,” James quoted. She shook her head, “I won’t tell you and break her confidence like that.”She nodded, “Alright. She begged me not to do this but it didn’t agree. I said to her you will enjoy this mom. I know you will. I have seen you now.Days passed by and my mom was normal by now. We then decided to go to our native place at Mathura. I booked two tickets in the first a/c compartment. Mom was wearing a beautiful red chiffon saree with a deep neck and almost backless blouse. The saree was below her navel and she was looking damn hot to resist. We got into the train at around 5PM. we sat on our seats.Then. For the last half hour of class, I stuck to the bottom half of her leg. I even stopped once, and she started pouting, telling me how good it felt. I couldn’t deny her that pleasure. We always walked out to our cars together after class. I lived in an apartment about ten minutes away from campus, and she still lived with her family about half an hour away. As soon as we got out of the door, she was complaining about the cold, and said she’d just say bye at the door, then go back in. She had. “Well, as you can see by all of the cum stains on the sheets, I was well used, and had plenty of fun,” Cheryl smiled running her fingers through her labia.“But, how, well, I have only been with Bert,” Bev stammered.Another knock at the door, Cheryl stood, and headed for the door.“I wonder who that is?” Cheryl questioned.“Probably the cops, for fornicating with black cocks,” I answered jokingly.Cheryl opens the door and there stood eight college age, young males, all well muscled, and.