Yolanda managed to get Tommy’s shirt off before Tommy picked her up. He walked over to her bed and dumped her on the comforter. Yolanda propped hers...lf up on her elbows, spread her legs widely, and smiled at him. He then got on his knees, moved Yolanda to the edge of the bed, and buried his face in her wet and waiting snatch. Yolanda gasped from the initial assault as Tommy’s talented tongue found her clit, and flitted it across her sensitive bud. Jennifer hooked her fingers in Jerry’s. "I said, about fucking time!" she confessed. She then went on to explain that since I was twelve she had been hoping I would make a move on her and lately it had driven her made with frustration so she had decided to do something about it."Mum, this is going to sound really crazy but what are your limits to this relationship?" I enquired."Son, I give myself to you 100% and it is up to you to choose my limits for I will deny you nothing!" she eagerly answered.With that she kissed me full on the. This served to push her breast up and in, accenting the visible cleavage. I was powerless; I had to stare. Often, I suspected, she didn't wear a bra. Sometimes when I'd give her a hug, I'd be sure of it. She was chief among my illusionary women and an active masturbation fantasy. Her dark-eyed serious stare was often interpreted by me as representing her knowledge of my unbridled lust. Of course, that made it all the juicier.Back to the story: Once Sally and I were sitting together in her. I quickly made my way up to his room, still a few butterflies, but I swallowed them down and as I reached out to knock on the door, I noticed the door was slightly ajar. I entered. The room was darkened. The shades were pulled down and the lights were off. There was enough light that I could make out a figure of a man moving across the room. He had moved over to the desk and was just about to seat himself. He looked to be wearing a towel that he was just uncinching to toss aside. I had closed.