To go with this she had a smile and a laugh that made you weak at the knees. Her face was breath taking but nothing in comparison to her body! She was...thin and toned, took great care of her skin and her chest was the reason I failed English. Mrs Richards had a pair of D’s but on her frame they looked at least E, She would always wear tops that made them look incredible, always leaving the buttons at the top of her blouse undone. (I found out it was because she was so small she could never find. We were both a bit ‘tipsy’ and Sandra was a bit uneasy on her feet. As I lived just down the road, we went back to my place for a coffee and to ‘phone a taxi for Sandra. It didn’t quite work out like that! We ended up having a very heavy ‘petting’ session and I ended up going down on her and giving her a few orgasms. I don’t think I could have managed full intercourse after drinking beer, wine and whisky!The following day at work was a bit awkward. I didn’t know whether or not to mention it. Darren looked disappointed but agreed i did indeed look pale and sweaty. I was shaky so much i thought it better if i ay down on one of the 2 single beds in Darren's room. I was silently urging him to hurry up and leave while trying to not think of his mother's naked body.As Darren was leaving Mrs B said to me she'd make me some tea and toast (even though we had told her we had breakfast at the hostel before we left when she offered us breakfast earlier) and also take my temperature.I lay in. I knew exactly what to expect from my own experience. I pulled back just as the first jet of sweet, salty, thick creamy cum exploded in my mouth. I swallowed hard trying to keep up. She filled my mouth several times. Finally she stopped cumming and pulled her cock out of my mouth. She dropped to her knees and began to kiss me. “I don't think I've cum that hard from a bj in years... How was it for you,” she asked after a minute, her body trembling. “Delicious.” She reached down and began to.