Mom closed her legs reflexively. I tapped a few times on her mound through her panties. Her thighs opened up slowly. I slipped my hand down her pantie... and touched her pussy. Mom flinched, gasping sharply. Her pussy was soaking wet. I massaged her pussy gently for a few minutes. Mom, glaze-eyed, breathed shallowly, looking as if she was totally absorbed in watching TV which had commercials on that time. I thoroughly massaged her clit, lips and the beginning of her cunt. My fingers got soaked in. I wasn’t sure that I wanted to discuss my sexual history with her, as brief as it was. Jazz mistook the reason for my mild embarrassment. ‘I’m sorry.’ she said. ‘I didn’t mean to make you think about Kasia.’ – ‘It’s OK.’ I said. – ‘Did you have many girlfriends before her?’ – ‘Two. Well, three. I dated a girl for most of my senior year, in high school. She dumped me just before prom. We had never gone beyond third base. The first girl I slept with was a virgin. We both were. It was … pretty. I also used to kneel in front of the mirror and wank and cum on a towel or tissues. When I look back I regret all that lovely cum had gone to waste. It took a long time to get used to swallowing. Once I got used to it I couldn’t stop. Still can’t. I knew that many girls and boys used to swallow cum and always wanted to but I really didn’t like the taste. Then one day, quite by accident I was watching a cookery program and the chef was trying to tell the presenter about taste. The presenter said. "Now, as you know that's goodand bad, but mostly advantageous. I can work with him as long as hegives me no problems, because time is limited and precious right now. Icertainly have enough divas around here at the moment." Ladies, thank you," said Miss Adams. "That will be all, and you'llhave their decision shortly, so please be prepared to move rapidly ifwe go this way." So, does this mean you have another job in mind for me?" said Mikeexcitedly. "Trust me, I'm a great dancer and whatever.