I told I was, that it was her pictures that I was looking at. She shifted the conversation abruptly when she asked, “So how was Donna last night?”...��You told her how I like when you ride my face, didn’t you?” I asked.“Well I showed her the video, so yeah. Does that bother you?” she said.“I guess, I suppose not,” I stammered.“Good! Well anyway, tell me about it!” she said in a pleasant and interested tone.I gave her every gory detail. How Donna never really got undressed. I described how I gave in. After this I discussed this with my friends in hostel on Sunday and they suggested me to puff her bare boobs instead of puffing on cloths, next Monday morning I went class close the door and hugged her tightly and kissed her & started puffing her boobs barely by keeping my hands inside her uniform we both started feeling the pressure and stopped for a while.At first it was uncomfortable to put hands inside the shirt then she remover shirt buttons and pulled her boobs out of bra, when I saw them. I saw her crying and tightening body the same way I saw porn actress done in movie. It was a first experience to me, but I was happy that I also able to satisfy a lady that way.I felt her hands tightening my head and pushing more into her lips. I licked and clean her pussy hole until she released my head. I know she was satisfied now as I found her body loosened again. I was quiet sure that she lost all her modesty now and ready for the final act. I was very sure she will be ready to anything. She was over forty, but her skin was unlined, and her complexion perfect.We hardly saw each other these days — I'd joined the army as a boy, mainly to get away from her, and when I came out I got a job as a design engineer and took a small flat — she'd said she was disappointed that I didn't live at home with her, but I couldn't believe she really cared, and the last thing I wanted was to be with her and be constantly tormented by her.The drinks arrived, and my mother smiled at me over the rim.