She came close to me a pulled my lungi off. My dick was begging me to take it out. When she pulled down undies my cock plunged out and to my surprise ...he put the thing in her mouth. She must have been watching those porn movies. The touch of her tongue on my penis was very uff i cant say at first but as my mind slowly accepted the fact that its in a gorgeous woman’s mouth, It grew harder and harder. She sucked onto it for a while and then got up and looked at me. She turned around and lay down. “Oh, shit,” she slammed out. “I said too much, didn’t I?” “It’s okay. Just between you and me. A little venting is good for the soul.” She leaned back against the wall across from my door, hiked a high-heel foot up so her knee cocked toward me. She scanned my face. “Come to the funeral for me. Two o’clock tomorrow afternoon. I’d like to have you there.” “I don’t know,” I mumbled, shaking my head. “I don’t do too well with that kind of stuff.” She scoffed. “Yeah, well I’m having a fucking. We walked.The house was a medium sized four bedroom detached house, one of a row, all identical apart from the cosmetic alterations made to attempt some individuality. Rachel’s house had no such adornments, which actually gave it the individuality the others sought! It was immaculate inside, keeping its original Art Deco features.Rachel let us in and shouted “Hello?” which brought her mother out of the living room. Now I had seen her mother at school functions as a youth and had admired her. 'Me neither,' he says then reaches for my breasts and squeezes them through the thin cotton, rubs thumbs across my nipples.Despite myself, I immediately feel aroused and he grins when my nubs thicken. I moan a little around his cock and reach between my legs, rub my bush, my glistening gash, fingers getting wet with pee, then rub higher, press on my bud, moan around his cock again.'Yeah,' he says in a tone that I recognise with a little thrill. 'You are such a slut!' I shudder at the word, moan.