As we both reached down to get the bookmark, my hand landed on top of her. All of a sudden, I was holding her soft, slender hand. For a brief second, ... studied it, admiring her small hand, and imagining how it would fit in mine. She looked up at me, and I stared back at her. I admired her pretty, beady blue eyes, and I found myself getting lost in them. We were still holding hands for a brief second before she smiled and let go of the bookmark. She stood up, and started to back up nervously.. I hadn't seen her that happy since she got that 1% raise two years ago, so I was totally surprised by her behavior. All I could do was stare at her as she hugged me and spun me around laughing.When I could speak I said, "Gee, you're happy today, Mom. What happened? Did you get a raise?" Better than that, Dear!" Mom said, throwing her purse onto the couch. "I got a new job!"My mouth dropped open. "A-a new job? What new job? What about the diner?" Screw the diner! You're looking at the new maid. ‘I guess it’s possible... ‘Lucille’s curiosity prompted another odd conversation at dinner. “Kanye, do you know – I guess this sounds silly – what women look like?”“Well...” Kanye pondered this. “Not really. Only vaguely, I guess. I was six. Girls my age didn’t look much different – maybe more hair, or just how they dressed. Adults were, well, adults. I remember Momma, sort of. People are voices and hands, mostly. Once in a while I had a foster mom who would cuddle me – but that didn’t mean I. Her pussy was becoming wetter by the minute, and the juices dripped down into my mouth, and I swallowed every bit of it with delight. My next step had her flat on her back as I continued to eat her pussy. While I ate her out, I pressed by hand on her lower body, and fingered her hard and fast. I licked and licked, and kept at it. Soon enough, her pussy exploded, spring forth her juices. I took it all right in the face. I love when a woman comes, and I love taking a face full of juice. Latoya.