I was genuinely enjoying this and I hoped it showed. I know I was smiling at Patrick. No, not really smiling: showing my amusement would be a better w...y to put it, and it was clear to me by the look in his eyes that Patrick knew the difference. I took occasional sips of my wine while I watched my late night entertainment. I sensed he was beginning to get more excited. I just couldn’t resist. “So you thought that dick would be up my ass tonight?” I asked. “Well, guess what, Bub, it’s in your. As I passed the window that looked down into my neighbor’s loft, I saw him standing by the window. I suddenly stopped when the image finally focused. He was standing with his back to the window, bare-ass naked! I really leaned into the window and that is when I saw the other thing I had missed: Kneeling in front of him was a blonde. I thought ‘OH MY GOD!’ He is getting a blow job right there in front of the window.’I was just rooted there, staring at them. I could see her moving back and forth. But Adewole was insistent that his younger sibling was a nice fellow and would provide the variety he suspected I was looking for, or, as he put it, broaden my scope.It was the weekend after the suggestion was made that Edem, his brother, came to London to meet up with Adewole and I joined them for a night out. My first impression was that he was cute but I wasn’t sure if I could see myself spending intimate moments with him. However, first impressions are not all they are cracked up to be and. "Oh... God..." I expressed as Mom's hand rubbed up and down on my hardness. I quickly pressed my lips back against hers, and we kissed wildly as I felt my manhood come to life like never before.I couldn't stop my body from pushing against Mom's hand as she brought me to the point of no return. My hands reached around her waist and slid down until I was kneading her firm ass in my palms.Mom's breath raced as her right hand toyed with my trousers, and I felt my zipper being tugged down. Her.