I’m sure Rasheed won’t mind” he said.“That’s a good idea,” said mom, “I’ll be a lot more comfortable. Give me a few minutes Rasheed.�...I sat on the sofa and waited. Dad went back to reading his paper.After about 10 minutes, I got the shock of my life. Mom came into the living room with a dark blue bath towel draped around her and carrying a couple of smaller towels, the same colour. The bath towel covered her boobs and down to the tops of her thighs, leaving most of her legs and the area above. They still haven't fixed it. Consolidated Edison would be hung out to dry for something like this."Now she was blaming the electric company. We couldn't drink or fix food because she had drained the tank, the toilet would start stinking soon, and she was blaming somebody else. "They have a lot of lines to check," I said, "and it is still raining hard." I could hear the drumming on the roof. "This isn't New York, you know." And how I know! We can't get water. Why? Because it is raining. And you. I wanted to push her over the edge and give her the first of what would be many orgasms. So just when I thought she could see the peak of Mount Orgasm, I suddenly, and without warning, pulled my fingers from her pussy. At that same instant, I sucked hard on her clit, holding it in my mouth by biting gently just behind the bud.Then I shoved my index finger as far into her tight ass as I could get it! Her asshole was already lubricated by the juices that had trickled down from her drooling pussy. He likes girls like me and we both like dirty talk and sex. I had agreed to meet him in the parking area of the mall. I wore pink boy shorts (with my secret well tucked, I wouldn’t want an unsightly bulge in mini skirt) and pink bra with inserts (they give me cute little a cup titties) suntan thigh highs, black mini skirt, a pink shell and black 4′ ankle strap heels, pink lip gloss and eye shadow, pink nail polish and blond wig. It was dark when I pulled into the mall parking lot, he was parked.