Ne sala motherchod to mayer guder jole chan kor re.”(Oh, Joy, your mom can’t bear it anymore. The cock strokes are going to saw out my pussy juice... You motherfucker get ready to take a bath in your mom’s juice.)I started shuddering like a frail scarecrow in a hurricane, and my son’s response proved too much for me.“Ore amar khanki magi sexy ma, tor jol kata gude ei bara dhukiye ki sukhtai na pachchi re. ki tol thap na dish re ei to tor gudta ki darun khop korche tor cheler bara chude jol. .. but then... wow.”Her face flipped to a look of concern. “Once again you didn't get to enjoy yourself."I laughed, "Um, I was definitely enjoying myself. That was sexy as hell. I don’t always have to cum.”"Well, maybe I could help you cum. I feel really bad I’m so small we can’t make love. Maybe you could teach me how to give a blowjob? Or... maybe anal?"My jaw dropped when she said this, “Anal? Are you serious? I thought you never heard of that.”“No... I said I never heard of anyone licking. "Come on lad, let's leave them to it."We walked slowly around the gardens and he lit his bonfire again."How do you feel son?" Relieved Jack," I replied honestly.He nodded like a wise old man and looked into the storage shed."Hmm not bad." he said grudgingly, "How's the garlic crop coming along?"We reached the garlic, and he pulled one up to examine the healthy looking bulb beneath it."They can go anytime you like," he said, "But re-plant as soon after as you can." Okay." I'm docking a hundred. He cupped my breast, and brought his lips down to suck gently on the nipple. I slipped my hand down into his trousers, and found his cock. I tugged gently on it - he stiffened, not only his cock, but his entire body, and he breathed slowly, before picking up again, and swapping over to the other breast. His tracksuit trousers were tight and stiff and wet, and I pushed them down and away His cock began stiffening, and pulled up to meet my hand. Dave's hands were cold, but my skin burned where.