She sat in a chair opposite the couch, pulled herdress up and told me to crawl directly in front of her. "This is just ataste of what's in store for ...ou slut, now get your mouth and tongueworking to worship your mistresses pussy" Her pussy was magnificent.Light curls of hair outlining her mystery. I tentatively took a coupleof licks and she grabbed the back of my head and told me to show moreenthusiasm, you just have earned another demerit for your hesitancy. Iworked the harder using my. Hema was in a black bra which was struggling to hold her huge firm tits. I removed it and pressed them hard, to which she gave a beautiful moan, “Aaaaaaaaahhhh.”I got hornier by that and started sucking them and biting her nipples. She held my head harder and pressed even tightly saying, “thaagey baava naa boobs neevey pisikey champey”. (Suck them like hell, those tits are yours to enjoy, my love).Then I went down to her navel and turned her around. There comes the part which I love the most –. .oh hell with it!" she said grabbing me and pulling me close. The flood gates opened and I found myself in her chair. She was sitting on my lap as we made out. As she shoved her hand down my pants I could see my s*******n year old self winking at me from my desk. She pulled my cock out and let out a delightful giggle. "What do we have here!" she said wrapping her hand around it. "Oh Emma!" I said as she tugged me hard. "Call me Ms. Blake, it works for me." She slid off my lap and onto her. I kissed her again, this time letting it linger. "That was nice," she cooed as I gently broke away. "You're a very good kisser, honey." She reached out to touch my cheek. "Your lips are so warm... and sensual. But then, I think that women's mouths are far sexier than men's could ever be."I was surprised at my mother's candor, even as and a rush of naked lust flowed though me. She'd given me an opening big enough to drive a truck through, and there was no way I'd pass it up.I took a deep breath,.