During the evening she got chatting to a very dark-skinned Indian guy around five years older than her and it turned out he was a full-time employee a... the company where she had her placement. It later turned out that every year he and a group of his mates would target the new young female interns to see which of them could get a fuck and on this particular night he lucked in.Anyway, the more she drank, the flirtier the conversation became until after a few hours he suggested they go back to. I shot a glance at the stair, and looked back at Mama, wondering why I felt that I was in trouble over the exchange.Mama removed all doubt. "I know what you two are up to," she announced, and settled back to wait. The question didn't need asking; it was lying there, between us.I sighed. "We've been carefully avoiding words starting with 'L' and 'M'," I related. "Her, because she's afraid to come out with 'em, and me because I know she's not ready to believe me, yet." Yet?" Mama echoed, visibly. I removed my shirt and showed my red push up bra showing my cleavage and my soft smooth hairless body.He came near me and kissed me. He was damn horny and was literally eating my lips. He kept on sucking me and pressing my boobs. He has a well toned body and his strong hands here pulling my soft body into him. We kissed for god knows how long and he slowly released me. I slid my soft hands into his hard tool. It was pressing against his shorts.He asked me to kiss it. I smilingly refused it and. I was immediately aware that I was bigger (a different ex had told me I was “huge” but I hadn’t believed her that I was particularly well endowed until then) but he was a decent size and I kept glancing at it. He noticed and said I could stroke him if I wanted. I tentatively wrapped my hand around his dick and began stroking him, a very weird sensation when you’ve only held your own before. After a little while I got into it, and he reached under my arm and started stroking me in return.I.