It was a heady, aromatic scent, and he can't resist the urge to taste the very essence of his beloved submissive mother. He licks his fingers clean of...his mother's tasty sex fluid, and decided he wanted more straight from the source. He moved a little lower, pushing his nose and mouth between the parted pussy lips, licking the sweet stickiness with his tongue, pulling it into his mouth and savoring the sweetness of her natural flavor. The sensations of her son's tongue lapping up and down,. Why did he suddenly say a name at random?The teacher, who was under Lucas’s eye, was also surprised. Pointing to her face, she asked.“Are you talking about me?”Lucas was watching the teacher’s expression, a little lost for words. While everyone was still confused, he remained silent trying to understand the situation.Although the “teacher” looked like Nicole, the agent he met at the hotel yesterday, there were some differences, such as hairstyle, eye color, the location of the beauty mark, and. She was also caressing my face and kissing me all around. Finally both of us came together. We stayed like that for a long time. I asked her whether she had sex before. She said they were born poor so when young the local sahukaars (the landlords) used to forcibly have sex with them. She was good looking those days so was always fucked by somebody or the other till she got married. After marriage, she said this was the first time she felt like having sex and she had enjoyed it a lot. Finally we. "Butit's clear you had no idea what I was feeling. And you still haveno idea." No?" I looked at her. Here she was, perched in the chair wherewe'd made glorious love together as recently as three days ago.Darla looked so cute, and her face was so solemn! But I tried tolisten to her. Then as my heart fell I couldn't help but listen.She laid it out in a quiet voice, gaining confidence as she spoke.My essay was altogether lacking in empathy or understanding. I wasmistaken about how she felt about.