“You OK?” he asked. “You were ages, I was starting to wonder what you were up to."I stammered, “up to?"He just grinned.Our stop was next and h... got up to get our stuff together, he kissed me as he reached over for my water and book. “Mmmmmm you taste good,” was all he said and carried on I nervously watched him put the book in a bag and made sure I grabbed it to carry, my stranger's card was inside the flyleaf and I needed to look as soon as I could to find out his name. I knew deep down that I. “I don’t think nirmal minded a bit. Did you honey?” She turned to me and winked.“Ah, no, I agree with you, it was just perfect. The time just flew by,” I said.“Great,” Dad said. “Why don’t we go in and see where we wants this stuff put.“Nirmal,” my mom said, “why don’t you stay out here and, ah, maybe untie the covering, you know get things settled down.” Her eyes flicked to my crotch and returned to my face. “Okay, i’ll get things ready to carry in,” I saidShe grinned and walked around the. ”“I appreciate that,” I say as he runs his tongue over my folds. I feel his stubble against my core as he licks me up and down, digging in with his tongue. He shifts his focus between sucking my clit and sticking his tongue inside me. He holds onto my thighs as they shake uncontrollably. He laps up my juices only to create more with his tantalizing tongue. My breath comes in shudders until he finishes. The wave of my second orgasm washes over me. He licks his thumb and runs it over my clit one. Now while I wasn't so naive to believe that my mother was in no way sexual, it was never really the kind of thing I thought about until this very moment.I reached down and grabbed for the toy cock first, as it was the thing that was most appealing to me. It wasn't exactly big, no more than six itches and barely thicker than my own cock (which for a thirteen year old isn't saying much) but what caught my eye was how real it looked. The veins were the first thing that popped out to me, as they.