He was telling me this while he and two other blokes who’d come back with us were still taking turns fucking me, that was my first gang-bang with Ar...old and not my last I was swollen red and sore in both holes and still enjoying it. This was the one and only time I couldn’t get home, I’d had to phone Bob and told him I was suffering a migraine actually my legs just wouldn’t work well enough to get the train. It was made worse that night when I got fucked by four more of Arnold’s friends. On the. Apparently my son and Ajay are close friends here. When my son in turn introduced me to her, she hugged me too. I took it as their hi-style of greeting people.That was just the beginning. From there we became closer as we discussed our families, our lives, our challenges, our problems etc. She too was a single mom just like me. She was a divorcee and raised her son all by herself rather boldly. In her case it was she who choose to live away from the holds of her relatives. She amazed me by her. " This time I turned around to answer. Mum was in the doorway, she was wearing my sisters cotton top that was to small for breasts, her nipples were erect and straining at the material to get out. She was also in my sisters micro mini denim skirt that was only just covering her private bits. My jaw dropped and so did the watering can. "Oops." Mum said with a grin, "Let me help you with that." I realised she wasn't referring to the can but the tent that had sprung up in my shorts. Her eyes were. I took it all in before she spoke again. "You're Carl Fleming, right?" This time she had just a bit of an edge in her voice."Yep," I said, partially out of breath from the workout. "Guilty as charged. Do you have a name?"She smiled when I said that. Her teeth were brilliantly white, and even as could be. I caught myself wondering what her mouth would taste like, then shook off the horn dog routine, and gave her my attention. "I'm Gigi. I work with the old people, so you are nice change of pace..