You can have her all night, and instead of that, I’ll repay 5k only.She: So, beta, you finally made me slut.She laughed.Me: No, mom, it’s not like...that, and I promise I won’t let this thing happen again.She: Ok, but I don’t know how a slut or prostitutes act and don’t have such clothing.Me: Mom, don’t worry, I already know how to dress you. You just follow me to the bedroom.She came to the bedroom then told her to wash her face, clean her underarm, etc. I asked her to come outside the bathroom. I still suckle you but you arch your back, pulling yourself off my cock and then sliding down again. You repeat your motion, my senses are overwhelmed, feeling your wet pussy and nursing on your beautiful breasts, your nipples as hard as small stones. Reluctantly I release your breasts, your nipples and your areola, and you straighten up, now fully impaled on my cock. You smile, and put your hands on my chest, you ease forward and then slowly ease down again. This is your moment and you control. ’ He pulled her shirt off. Kissing her lips he ran his tongue across hers. He flicked his tongue against hers. His lips went to her neck, biting her nape. Her small hands went to his hardening cock. She moved it up and down, circling the head. His mouth took in her nipple and she stilled her hand. She was so sensitive there and he knew it. Releasing his hold on her, he gently rolled her so she faced away from him. ‘Max?’ She questioned. ‘Shh. You’ll see.’ He molded himself to spoon with her.. I worked hard to be nice, but distant. I "had no interest in a relationship", "was committed to celibacy." Heck, I had heard all the lines from plenty of gals so it was fun to use them.It was a nice night. A fine dinner, a great concert, some dancing afterwards. You know, it is really odd to feel an erection pressing against your belly and know it is not yours.Al was chrarming: sweet and attentive, made me feel special, cared for. Not bad. I didn't even choke when he slipped me the tongue.