He wanted to see how farJason would really let this go. His chemistry questionwas too much for his friend and Jason’s shed hisbriefs. He was hun..., long but not as thick as Roger’s.Roger wasn’t surprised. He had seen Jason in the lockerroom. What Roger really wanted to see was Stacey’sreaction. Her nipples, already erect, damn near poked ahole in her bra. “I think we ought to stop,” Stacey suggested. “No way, not now,” Jason said. I push towards him, needing the touch, while rubbing my aching clit against his cock which sits in the perfect position for such a task. Another finger follows the first and he slides them up to my little nub, the elusive g-spot that is screaming for attention. Antonio has no trouble locating it and the mere touch sends me reeling with an orgasm. I scream out and press my pelvis harder into his palm needing to feel more of him. Instead of giving me what I’m practically begging for, he pushes me. He then told me that my MIL is no more interested in sex. It has been few years since he had proper sex.I started crying. He sat next to me and asked why I’m crying. I told him that you couldn’t control your sexual desires at this age. Wherein your son is not taking any care of me, where should I go for it. He was shocked to hear it and started probing me what exactly happened.Then I told him that his son is a gay and not interested in females. He felt really sorry for me and started to console. She led me to one of my couches and pushed me down onto it. Then she spun me over and removed my jeans with a few sharp tugsMy ass was in the air and I was on my knees when I felt her spit land squarely on my opening. I felt her fingers slide up and down over my rosebud, massaging her saliva around my puckering anus and then spread my cheeks open. That was when I felt her tongue slide around my opening before pushing its way into me. I was scared shitless but wasn't about to tell her to stop..