. . she doesn’t think she could take that, having it all come up again sometime when she has finally adjusted to his passing. So, I thought . . .’...‘So, you thought you’d ask around,’ Angela said, a catch in her voice. ‘Yes, Ma’am. But if there’s nothing on order here—’ ‘That’s such a wonderful thing for a son to do,’ Angela said. ‘So much in the Christmas spirit. I’ll bet she doesn’t even know you’re doing this, does she?’ ‘No, Ma’am. She thinks I’m at basketball practice. And if there’s. I sat before her and started to eat her pussy. First I licked her cunt from inside and then worked my way up to her clit. The down I went, and further down to lick the tight rose of her ass. I lubricated her with enough spit and then for good measure shoved a finger straight up her poop shooter. I could feel the grip of her sphincter on my finger and the suction was so powerful, I almost did myself a mischief.Her sari was in tangles by now, so we took a breather to unwrap it and then she got. I was rubbing the back of her neck as I spoke. OK sweetie, Ill make you a deal. I got her attention now. She looked at me with an excitement in her eyes now. OK? You treat me real nice and Ill make sure he doesnt put it in your butt. OK? She looked at me and half smiled. OK. She glanced down at my semi-soft cock and then back up at me. Its OK sweetie. I started gently pushing her head towards my lap. Her eyes were locked on mine all the way down. When she reached my cock it was obvious that. Finally the orgasm started to calm and she regained control. Somehow her main course had been placed in front of her, and shockingly she realized she hadn’t even seen the waiter bring it, having been so lost in her pleasure. Thinking Max was done with his games, she started eating, relieved no one around them seemed to be looking at her. Just as she was starting to settle, the toys started their vibrations again, and throughout the rest of the meal, Max expertly brought her right to the brink,.