My white thick liquid was all over my panty, my chest, even on disha madams hand. Disha madam smiled and she licked the cum that were on her hand very...seductively. The rain was still hard and little did I knew the experience was about to get more horny.Disha madam asked me to call home and tell my mother I was at her house safe and would return when the rain stopped. I did it. She held my hand and took me to her bedroom saying, I needed cleaning. She made me stand in front of the mirror and. I heard voices.Eventually I decided to go clean up the scene of the crime. Maybe removing the evidence might help me somehow. It was like being in an alternate reality. I "snuck" to the living room, trying to be as quiet as I could, and wrestled the mattress up onto its side. It waved and wobbled, and was unbelievably heavy as I started trying to drag it back to my bedroom. Pillows scattered everywhere, and a pile of used condoms was revealed on the floor.The condoms were worse than the. Kelly thought that her mother probably had not even taken a lover after her conception but she didn’t really know.Kelly was twenty five – coming on twenty six and was an almost splitting image of her mother. Jet black hair, straight reaching the mid of her back. Broad shoulders supported a thin neck and ample breasts. A flat stomach widened into broad shapely hips. Kelly had the perfect hour glass figure. Her mother was the same only differentiated by being slightly taller, and the very. I watched her as she drank the brew. She noticed me watching her and said, "My mom lets me drink as long as I do it in the house and I don't drive. That's cool, I guess." I nodded and she continued, "My mom is obsessed with making sure I'm prepared for the types of situations I will be exposed to in college, like alcohol for instance." "That's smart, actually," I said, not making the connection. "Yes, but she can't possibly prepare me for every single situation I might face," she stated. She.