I’m sorry I just stood there as well, I was just startled and all. Can we just forget this ever happened?” She looked up at me with this odd look ...f confusion, sadness, and defiance almost. “No.” she said. “Huh?” I asked, taken aback by her straightforward answer. “No, I will not forget last night. It was the first time I’ve seen a mans…” She blushed again, apparently not able to mention my penis. “…You know.” She said, nodding toward my crotch. “And I don’t want to forget it! Especially since. She was wearing a silk sari, blue in colour, with a matching sleeveless blouse with a deep V – neck from which swelled forth, delectable twin peaks of her 38-inch breasts. She had rounded face and black eyes, which looked a bit drunken and sleepy. She made way for me to step in and I could catch her heady perfume and smell of whisky on her breath.We talked for sometime in her living room sitting on her velvet couch, when I heard her out.She was a loner and had been exploited during her career. He then pushes my panties down a bit in order to gain more access to my body. My body was in a state of ecstasy and it was completely exhilarating to be on the receiving end of such pleasure. I found myself gripping the edge of the bed above my head as Michael pulled down my shorts. I didn’t think I could become any wetter but I guess I was wrong because I did. I was breathing hard by now and my body had broken out into a cold sweat. His touches were making me moan more and more. They were in. Putting her hand on my shoulder she sat me down on the toilet. I didn’t know what to make of the situation. The final thought that went through my head, before the last thing I expected to happen occurred was, “Oh God I hope this isn’t a lecture!”It wasn’t a lecture; instead, it was an oral exam. She got down on her knees, unbuttoned my jeans, pulled out my dick, and sucked it. Take a minute, swallow. Think about it. Brittany’s mother, the woman who most hated me in the world, was sucking.