“I want to taste you cock” she saidPulling off my fingers and still holding my cock, she dropped to her knees, kissed my pre cum coated cock end b...fore greedily taking it in to her mouth. Her tongue flicked around the back of my bulbous cock end, licking and sucking like there was no time to waste. “Jane I going to come”This made her hurry up, bobbing back and forth on my shaft as her other hand pulled my bum tighter in to her face. There was no escape as my cock let go and cum came. Just the average dark guy, skinny and rugged looking but he would stare. Every time I would enter the society or exit he would stare and I could feel it. It made me uncomfortable at first, I had just started exploring gay porn at this point and it was driving my insecurities and turning them into lust for this man.. My thoughts slowly starting to wonder what he had inside those pants? And if I would want to give it a taste? Turning me hard every time I fantasized and jerked off to it. It wasn’t. She invited me to join her for coffee and I found her conversation so stimulating that I shared breakfast at her invitation as we enjoyed many common interests. She had at last put her grieving aside and was back on life’s track, looking after herself and starting to enjoy living again. Hence the gym gear as she’d taken to walking and a couple of morning with the “oldies in the gym” she explained. I bid my farewells after breakfast and suggested I see her again tomorrow to share breakfast. She. He had to pry them apart to prevent her from cutting off his air supply. Cindy collapsed back onto the bed. She lay there panting as the final wave of pleasure subsided.Steve crawled up his mother's body. He planted a kiss on her lips and shoved his tongue into her mouth. Cindy could taste her own juices dripping down her throat. She squealed in acknowledgement of the kinky pleasure. Steve broke the kiss and propped himself up on both arms. He looked down at his groin.His cock was hanging less.