It was a good six months before he wanted anything but blow jobs, stating that my breastfeeding was a real turn-off for him. I settled into a happy m...notony of working, and taking care of my son. I had moved on to a job as a paralegal for a small town attorney. Sex was still present, but his idea of foreplay consisted of taking our clothes off, my blowing him and maybe getting to ride for a while if I’d been a good girl. More often I was treated to a nice warm gush of cum sliding down my. I was in some different world that night; I had made my mind to fuck that bitch. My mind started making plans for it so, it all I started working for it from the next day onwards, soon the day arrived and it was my birth day and I asked her what will be my gift , she said that she is in Ahmadabad! Listening to this I was super exited and just asked her where the hell was she? She just told the place and I went to pick her up and I meet her she greeted me with a flower and I just hugged her. I looked at her body. She was pale white from head to toe, the only color being her nipples and a small tuft of light blonde hair about the size of a half dollar between her legs. She spread her legs and I could see a light misting of moisture on her lips as they started to swell. I dont know if it was from stroking me or being naked in public but I didn’t care either. I laid my seat back choosing to watch her instead of Kathy. As I laid back she laid partially over me and I felt her breasts. ’ Ben smiled. ‘Sure, Mama. I’ll talk to her about it.’ *** The next morning during Elle’s mid-morning break, Ben joined her at the table. She glanced up at him just as she took a bite of her bagel. She saw the gleeful smirk on his face and paused mid-bite to raise an eyebrow. ‘Something’s up?’ she asked. ‘I had lunch with my mother yesterday,’ he said. ‘So?’ ‘She knows about us,’ he said, still grinning. Elle’s eyes widened, but she didn’t say anything and took another bite of her food. ‘Don’t.