The remembrance of the feelings as I had hunched into my mothers pussy gave me an instant erection. I made the necessary adjustments before opening th... door. There was mother down on her knees scrubbing the kitchen floor. She was quietly, half singing, half humming a song I had heard her sing before. It was something about the Irish washer woman. When she noticed me standing in the entry way she said, Come on in. Dont worry. Ill wipe up your footprints. This was unusualusually she would send me. " "Yeah? The guys are going out for a bar crawl tonight?" "Sorry, dude. I, sort of, have a date tonight. Where are you going?" "Yeah? Eddies is cool!" "Live band? Who?" "Cool! _Eternia Mortis_ rocks! Wish I could go with you guys!" "Naw, I can't." "Yeah, Kathy likes me? Who said?" "Debbie told Gary, and he told you? Well, tell Kathy 'Hi!' for me. But don't tell her I know she likes me." "Maybe I'll call her next week." "Eh, she's okay looking, I guess." . It was my turn to be exhausted, I lay back in the chair as Shayla swallowed the cum that had shot into her mouth. She smacked her lips, getting the first taste of guys cum. She then wiped her hair and looked at the cum that had splatted onto her in the palm of her hand, she then, with the same hand wiped the cum off her chest. She looked me in the eye, looked at the cum in her hand, gave a wicked smile and then stuck her tongue out and gave one long slow lick. I saw the cum gather on her. I texted her, by saying Hey, this is Rahul, you read my Story on ISS. After around three hours she replied by saying Hey, I’ve been waiting for your message for quiet a long time.Our conversation continued and I learned that her husband is a Richie rich but is infertile and can’t satisfy Ahana in bed. Besides he is always so busy in work that he hardly spends time with her.I knew I was in for a ride and was just taking things slow. She asked me to share a pic of me and I did.She said I liked.