I hadn’t spoken to my mother in over four months. After she walked in on my stepfather eating my pussy, I was gone the next day. There were many tim...s over the past few months that I had missed her terribly. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoyed spending time with my Uncle Dan and his friend, Jake, but every girl needs her mother. I got up from the couch and walked slowly to the phone.“Hello?” I offered tentatively.“Hi, Tara,” my mom greeted me. “I wanted to call you because I think it’s time for you. He pulled her pants past her as, and she couldn’t stop herself from moaning as his tongue found the top of her slit. She heard him sniff deeply and sigh, as though the aroma of her excited pussy was like a bouquet of roses to him. His tongue probed between her lips. Her pants could go no farther than mid-thigh. The way her legs were tied made them spread open. It was enough for him to press his face between her smooth thighs and lick her pussy. This felt so wrong! A stranger had tied her up and. Tom and Lynda were looking at him sympathetically. He took a deep breath, started the car and pulled away. He headed toward La Plata, Maryland for what he knew would be a few hours of pleasant, but stilted, conversation with people he felt less kinship with than the two sitting in the backseat of the car.At seven o'clock that evening, Lynda was chuckling as they headed down the highway from southern Maryland into Virginia. "You were right about your mother, Charles. She is one of the nosiest. ......in the lift I teased a bit by running my hand up the inside of her leg and kissing her neck........ping........floor 4. Guided Mandi to the room.......left her standing in the middle of the room while I gazed in awe at the spectacular beauty........now it was my time. I told her to strip, she did, nervously, still not knowing it was me........then when down to matching briefs I took her and her bag to the bathroom and instructed the white mini see-through net number was put on, I closed.