There was no bra inside & the next moment both her boobs were out. Those were so romantically fleshy and sexy to grab & fondle by both my palms. I was...getting impatient. I slipped my hand inside her sari. My mom tried to stop me in shame…but could not. Her vagina was very hairy. I went mad in lust & fondled that forbidden thing in tremendous excitement. It was very fleshy, I tried to find out the vaginal crack inside the heavy bush & pushed one finger inside. A small ahh…slipped from mom’s. SO... it doesn'tmatter what my tastes are, I'm sure you will do what you want with me, and I will... have to do as I'm told" my voice shook as I said it.He could have taken it for nerves or extreme arousal, in fact it was - as usual - both, wrapped up in a big speedball of adrenaline. "Good girl" he said, quietly, and smiling. "Just out of interest, then.... women?" "Oh yes" More than one man at a time" "Given the chance. Men are so shy with each other" "Bit of sub-dom" "Tonight, yes" "Anal?". In no time at all it was almost 4:30 and they had to leave. They were both crying and whimpering at having to leave. I kissed them both and they snuggled up to me. I was rubbing their backs. They both kissed my face for a long time. Finally I said, "Come on, you need to go home. We don't want your mother to forbid you from coming back." Yes, Dave. We'll see you tomorrow," they both said through their tears."Dry your eyes and wash your faces before you go," I told them. "You don't want your mom. Petersen and young JennyI was still a newby indeed and completely naive - she needed to explain me in private about PetersenI still remember that character very well: owner of an adult bookshop in England with spanking mags!I am a muse for my first female friend: the elder gentleman Mr. Peterson is me! - I still blushI learned from her private messages that she modelled that chap Petersen to the image she had of meIndeed my apartment is a bit similar: shelves with books everywhere, many with.