" OK, OK, stop, please!" I laughed. "Don't make it worse, for God's sake." Well, what's the plan?" she asked."I don't know, I don't have one, hence th... call to you, the horny old lady with all the answers," I said."Got that right," she laughed. "Well, let's think about this. Every time you try to get him to eat his cum, he's blown a load in you, right?" Well, duh, yeah," I said sarcastically."No, no hear me out," she continued. "You get him to cum, really cum, you get it all and boom, he loses. Doesn’t your car need washing?” Oh, fuck, I’m glad I didn’t have to be there. I nodded and left. Geez, what to do on a Sunday morning in a small town? Certainly not church. Just got stuffed with breakfast so the Krystal was out. Guess I’ll wash my car. Ran it through the self-serve carwash, dried it, cleaned as much as I could on the interior, then drove around for a while until I was somewhere between bored out of my mind and curious out of my mind. It had been a couple of hours. I. Marlene bit her bottom lip for a moment and breathed deeply. ‘I don’t think I’m going to pass this final.’ Mark nodded understandingly. It seemed that intuition was also another one of her strong suits. He had graded her final earlier that afternoon, and had been left no choice but to mark it with a solid D. He clasped his hands together, his dark eyes searching for the right words, ‘Ah, well Marlene, technically I can’t discuss those scores with you yet.’ Marlene nodded, adjusting herself in. She touched her nipples, searching for the signs of wetness. If Anil has sucked on them, they should still be wet. No, they weren’t. She pinched her nipples when she saw Anil stepping out of the toilet, nude. His huge cock swung with each step.She withdrew her hand from her robe slowly. Not too fast so that she might appear embarrassed to her son. She removed her hand from her breast such that it was acceptable to touch herself in front of her son.“I guess you don’t have a hard-on while playing.