I want to show you something,” I said.Mother shrugged and poured two glasses of Sauvignon Blanc and padded back to the bed. She perched on the edge ...f the bed well away from me and offered me the wine in her outstretched hand.I chuckled and took the wine and offered her my iPhone.“Just press play,” I said as I sipped the cold crisp wine.She looked at the screen; her demeanour quite acquiescent.“Well at least the money I’m paying for your education has been put to some sort of use; even if it is. Now she was moving, trying to get her pussy near my tongue. I moved back to her stomach, and kissed her navel again—she was bucking, and trying to get her big frame to move so that her pussy was under my tongue. I moved back down, and kissed her pussy lips, and then took her clit in my mouth. I sucked it only a few seconds until she came. I then moved back to her tits, and removed the tape from her mouth-- she said “I don't know who you are, but you are fantastic” and I began to kiss her. . I spot one of my friend and his single mother, she was fine as hell. I tricked her into giving me her phone number. here's how: I told her that her son (my friend) was mad at me and didn't want to talk to me, he wouldn't reply back to my messages, so i asked her if i could message her and she could get the message directly to him, she said she wouldn't mind and that is how i got her phone number. One time i asked her if her son was home, she said no that he was at a party, i asked her if i. “I meant... blasé.”That didn't sound much better. I opened my mouth to object to the label when the door opened. A young girl, my age, with blonde hair ending in dyed-purple tips walked in. She held a case in one hand, not unlike a fisherman's tackle box, the other a phone she stared at. She was petite, a tight belly shirt clinging to her small breasts, a jean skirt hugging her waist. She took two steps in, inhaled, and froze.Her eyes flicked up. The brilliant, blue depths locked on my.