“ Lalaji , kaisee hai meri gharwali…”Wo muskurate huye uthkar bed rest se satkar baithe.“ Raghav ji , mujhe nahi, iss lawda se puchho…iss ne...40 saal mey kam se kam 3000 bur ko khaya hoga lekin jo maza issey aaj Manju kee bur mey aaya wo maza apni maa ko chodkar bhee nahi aaya thaa. “Maine dekha , “ lawda thaa to mere hee lund ke size kaa lekin mere lund se kam se kam 25 % jyada thick thaa.Manju chai lekar aaee, sabhi ko serve kiya aur lalaji ke bagal mey baith gaee. Ek haath mey tea cup aur. She sort of reminded me of an older Georgette Engel (RIP) only with glasses. She reminded me of a reverend's wife, the type of sweet old lady who baked pies, etc. That view all changed when she decided to sit on the desk while the class read out of their books. While the rest of the class was focused on the reading material, I started focusing on her legs. I don't think it helped that I was in the front row. She had on black stockings with open toed strappy pumps. I had developed a thing for. .."OMG" said Matt, "I thouht it was Kim in the shower, sorry mum".But it was to late. "Mum, what the fuck are you doing" Matt protested as my soapy fingers wrapped themselves around his firm thick cock."Shhhhhh, baby boy" I groaned as I began to stoke his erection pulling him closer to me. "Mum, we cant we just cant....." but his protests were slienced when I took him into my mouth. He smelled so manly, his body sweaty from his run, his fit naked body gistened his blood pumping strongly. She sucked and slurped up her juices as she took as much of me as she could into her mouth. One thing about Anne, though. She only knew one way to suck dick, and that was with the intensity meter running at full blast. She had incredible sucking ability. It took a lot of self-discipline to keep from letting go and coming in her mouth right then and there. I pulled out, however, and turned her around so that she was on all fours. She knew what was coming and she could hardly contain herself..