I moved my lips to her bare shoulders and arms. It was arousing her. My mouth moved to her chest and I started to lick her. She was beginning to breat...e hard. Her nipples were stiffening. I knelt in front of her. I moved my hands behind her back, held her waist, and gave her a hug. My face was close to her breast. Large and ripe like delicious alphonso mangoes. Dark pink nipples. She smiled at me. She caressed my hair. Take them, she said. Feed me, I said. She held my head and with the other. Seeing how it was really turning her on, I decided to just go for it as I worked my tongue between her cheeks. Caroline gasped and reached back parting her ass for me. I could tell she was loving it from the moans and squeals of pleasure coming out of her mouth. She was loving every second of it, and quite frankly I was enjoying her reaction. I made my way down to her asshole where I started teasing her with my tongue. She squealed her loudest pushing her ass hard into my face again. It was. So I’m on the rental program now, she thought. In a detached tone she inquired, ‘How much was I?’ ‘Enough, I hope, to make you feel like a human being again.’ Salma leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and they walked through the chain link fence out of the encampment. She felt giddy experiencing freedom for the first time since being taken away from her home in Mexico. They walked arm in arm down the street, and she examined every parked car, wondering what make he would drive. He wore a. “This is wrong,” I told him. “You didn’t say anything last night, Mom,” he said. “I did try to stop you, but…” I was reminding him how much I tried to resist him last night. “But you didn’t try hard, you didn’t kick me off your bed because you enjoyed it,” he was right, I did enjoy it. “I can still hear you asking me to fuck you, Mom,” he said. “Stop it, Scott, just forget about what happened last night,” I said pushing him away. “Now you are pushing me away but last night… last night you were.