Because when I told her about it her eyes starred in the way I loved to see.- "Close your eyes", she told me, and hearing her sweet voice like that mo...ed something deep within me. I don't know why, but I closed them without even asking. I heard her getting up, running to her bedroom and returning giggling maliciously. She stood right by my side and got on her knees, slowly. I remember her breath coming near my right hear, goosebumps overwhelming me. - "Open your hands" she said and I obediently. On either side of her message, a single rose and butterfly. Beneath the message, a convex lace pattern barely touches the tops of her tits.Beneath her glorious 34DDDs, another lace pattern, this one concaved, follows the beautiful curvature of the lower roundness of her tits. The entire design takes the shape of a wide diamond, one butterfly on both sides, adding color to the black ink.Inches below the diamond-shaped lace, her cute belly button sports a silver belly ring. Connected to that ring. As my fingers slid around the slippery head of his organ, and my hand grasped the shaft, I felt that tell-tale throbbing as his liquid manhood was finally released into my hand; once, twice….three……four……five…….six…….seven times, his organ pulsed in slow rhythmic release, as I felt warm juices penetrating the gaps between my fingers. I watched his face as his eyes closed, his nostrils dilated and the side of his neck flushed. His lips parted slightly as I felt his chest breath-in deeply and. ”“Ma…” you repeat ponderously. It has a certain ring of appropriateness about it. She appears to be in her late forties or early fifties; about the same age as most parents of college age students would be. You get the feeling that she is both compassionate and loving. But from the way she greeted you, you have no doubt that she could be very strict when necessary.“Come on, let’s get you settled in.” she suggests as she leads the way towards the back of the bar. “Jason! Watch things for a.