Anyway, back to my story. When she moved in, it was like the gods were apologizing for hands that I had been dealt in the past. The woman’s name was...Angel. Her parents must have known what they had when they named her, because she even looked like an angel. Golden hair and sapphire blue eyes. HOT. She had two kids…a boy and a girl. Beautiful children. They were only there on the weekends. Fine by me. At that time she was a mom and held almost no attraction for me. Soon, I found that during the. " I looked at him, and immediately my heart raced. I was so nervous."I don't know... I mean, it'd have to be with someone I really trusted, what about you?" Same here, if I had to, it'd have to be with someone I trusted." I wasn't sure what to say next. Suddenly, I just blurted it out, "Do you trust me?" Ben looked at me, not saying anything. I couldn't tell if he was in disgust, or in thought."Of course.... it's just... Dylan..." It's okay, I understand. I shouldn't have said anything." It's. It was a difficult journey. I was not used to travelling alone and had to take the train from Scotland to London, an omnibus across London from Euston to Liverpool Street, and another train from Liverpool Street to Ipswich where my 'aunt' had promised to arrange someone to meet me. I travelled on the night train from Scotland, sleeping fitfully in the dimly lit compartment. It was a slow train, stopping many times. I didn't have the money to travel on the express. The school had been very. She pulled down her trousers. And her panties. Spread her legs towards the camera. Showed off her hairy cunt. Played with her big clit. She told me to take a close look. So I bend over. Laid my head on one of her soft big tights. Watched her cunt getting wet and wetter. I moved closer and closer to her pussy. Stretched my tongue out. Touched her clitoris for the first time. She encouraged me to head in deeper: “Good boy. Lick your mum. Lick her like you never licked a women before,”And I did.