’ ‘Well, he’s not the type I have dated. But, Mom, I’ve dated a lot of jerks. And, well, he’s not one. So I thought maybe I should date some...ne who I like, instead of who I’m supposed to like. Does that make sense?’ ‘Oh, for sure,’ my mother replied, still stuck in the 80’s. ‘Just be nice to him. You shouldn’t break a guy’s heart just because you can.’ ‘I won’t. Besides, we’ve been friends for so long it’s not like we don’t know each other. He’s a nice guy. He’s going to college in California. .so wonderful,’ you whispered as your face buried itself in my chest. Your arms wrapped around me and pulled me tightly against you as you kissed around my chest and belly. Your hands slipped down and caressed my ass through my pants as your kisses continued. It was all like a wonderful dream. Your hands came around found the buttons in the front of my jeans. With a flick of your fingers the button was open and you had your fingers on the tang of my zipper. As you pulled the zipper down, you. Mistress as is her want enquired was I still locked up I confirmed that I was but that I had got to cum the night before. I explained to her that I had cum the night before only because I was tonguing my wife’s asshole as she used her favourite toy on her clit. As she started to cum I got so excited too with my little thingy rubbing on the bed and my tongue being pinched my my wife’s quivering asshole that it made me cum too. I told Mistress Anne how my wife had then laughed at me cumming. He popped open the bottle and they each had wine glass full of the marvellous bubbly. In between drinking, they got up and danced fairly wildly.When Midnight came, Abby invited Clive back to her house to share the rest of the champagne. She drove them back in her car. Clive told her that he worked as a Senate Intern – a position his rich father had got him. When they got into her living room Clive poured them both a glass. After their second glassful, Abby stood up and gave him a twirl which.