“I did not expect that.”“We all have something similar, depending on our religion. Sister Agnes has “Pax Vobiscum” and the Asian ladies have...something that I cannot read, it just seems to be squiggles, but they tell me it is a similar message in Arabic or Urdu or Thai. But I can’t stay here talking, I have to get on. Look, some of us ladies are having lunch on Sunday at the Westminster Hotel so perhaps you would like to join us? We meet at one o’clock and have a private room so we can talk. What else was I to do? I judged you didn't know what you were doing, or at least didn't know who you were doing it with. Maybe, if I just laid there, you'd fall off into a deeper slumber and the crisis would pass. But damn, then your hand slid down to my tummy and started to push my t-shirt up. Before I could process this new information, I felt the warmness of your mouth caressing my belly. Oh my God, any ability I had to act rationally instantly disappeared. Now, all I could do was lay there,. I released his heavy ball sack from my mouth and sank lower. My nose pressed into his balls and my tongue flicked out of my mouth. I licked his taint and he groaned loudly. I moved closer and licked his tight puckered asshole. He was, thankfully, clean and well groomed and licking his asshole was incredibly hot. I was not new to licking ass but it was different with a man. It was not better or worse but it was definitely different.He stroked his long hard cock as my tongue pushed into his tight. My mom’s door was closed. The moans were orgasmic now. I can hear the squeaking of the bedsprings in my mom’s bed. I slowly felt around for the doorknob. My dick was becoming harder. I discovered the doorknob and turned it slowly. Once the door was open, hot air hit me in the face. The vocals of my mom were no longer stifled by the closed door… they were as loud as ever. I looked inside my mom's room... one little nightstand light was on. Most of the room was illuminated in a dim light. My eyes.