Still showing no emotion, she stepped back allowing the strange teenage boy to come into her home. Mrs. Whittington stood there waiting for further in...tructions while Joey closed the door. They were standing in the foyer that led into the main part of the house. On Joey’s right there was a parlor room with a couch and chairs, and on his left was a study where he could see a large mahogany desk.“Why don’t we go in there and sit down?” Joey said, making a gesture toward the parlor’s couch.“As you. Keep sucking, I'll get there." she said still giggling.It was true. She would suck me until I got hard but would never let me cum in her mouth. I often ate her creampie because she had such intense orgasms from it. I loved to eat her pussy and inhale the special odor that her pussy emitted. After sex, that smell is so much more powerful. She knew I loved it enough that I would gladly suck her with my cum in her pussy.I continued licking, sucking and probing her pussy as she continued to watch. As soon as I got old enough and summer got here I got a job making okay money for a high school k**. Mom would not take my money, she said I should save it for college. I told her we needed to take care of ourselves now and worry about college later. Mom set up a system where I would pay for things, like breakfast and dinner and stuff like that. That worked well as mom did not feel I was just giving her the money. My mom was a tall woman, skinny, kind of like a librian with her hair up most. Many uncles and boys were looking at us, especially at her. As her tight shirt was making everyone amaze of her boobs. I was thinking that how her husband can’t satisfy such a gorgeous sexy lady.But because of him only the ball to give Sangeeta pleasure and make her cum was now in my court. In the evening we were having a stroll through the local market. My brain was running about what to do at night? She was taking some stuff for our family members.After roaming in the market we went for.