“Damn!” He gasped weakly after the last of it left him. Shandi put a hand on his cock and firmly started working it up and down working her spit...in. “Tell me where did you…? No, no tell me.”“I’ll tell you…” Pausing her stroke for an instant, she looked back up thoughtfully. “I lost my virginity last year…It was to an older guy in the office I worked at before college. He was always so nice and I was his secretary. We used to just make out. After a while making out became blowjobs in. Now, what was so great about this visit you are asking? The answer to that question is Mrs. Coleman. Mrs. Kelly Coleman was David’s better half. She was a housewife who volunteered at local soup kitchens throughout the city as well as contributed to fundraisers to help women who suffered from domestic violence in NYC. She was the definition of paying it forward. But what struck me about her was how attractive she was. She was in her 50’s, brunette, about 5’5” with not that much makeup. Over her junior and senior semesters, several coach tutors had manhandled Brooke into a similar series of satisfying stupors. Willy heaved himself out but poked his grinning head back inside the car for parting instructions to his travel-mate. ‘Thank you for coming, Misty. I hope you enjoyed the ride. Pick me up in three days and I will accompany you to the airport for our final farewell. I want one last crack at the tempest of life and love you intend to shower on that lust-besotted rookie. I just couldn't take the pleasure of my mom touching my oiled penis and shouted "aaahhhh". She the smirked and went on to give me a blow job, she liked it very much, but all she was interested was in my dick in her pundai ( known a pussy in my language). I then lifted her in my hands and walked to the bedroom and just threw her on the bed. By that time my dick was so erected, that it was ready to explode. I then undressed her saree, slowly unhooked her bra. Oh boy, those tits, they both were.