In every pause we remain calm n suddenly she jump over me n we get started again . We did it all around the house wildly n fell asleep on floor .next ...ay i as i woke up i heard sound of bangles , as my mom was waking me up . I stood up and tried to take a smooch she said ” abhi nahi , jaa bed pe soja , mujhe pooja karni hai ” as i was walking naked , mom giggled and as i looked at her she shyly ran away .In curiousity i went to see in mirror n saw my nasty mother scrached my whole back in night. ”“Do you want to fuck me?"I let out a sound thick with want. “Yes.”“Do you want me to suck your cock?” She started to rub the underside of my cock with her thumb. “Yes, yes, please.”She nuzzled my penis, rubbing her cheek against my thick and very hard shaft. “Want to feel my lips around it?” Then she said something that I couldn’t hear, and suddenly, again, I couldn’t respond. “Just say ‘please,’ and I’ll suck your big dick, I’ll let you cum wherever you want.”She paused for a bit, waiting for. The breakup with a steady boyfriend of three years last month had left her somewhat in low spirits, and although we never brought that up either, I knew that it was yet another reason - to get away from that two-timing sonofabitch who wanted to set her up with his boss so that he could have a raise - that made her want to move away.Today's youth have little or no stamina - that's what every penultimate generation has to say about its successor. I give in to the cliche, the bandwagon; even as I. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth.Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the stereotype her subconscious refused to relinquish the connection. Off to college Ethel chose a school as far away from home as her parents allowed. From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania she traveled to Portland, Oregon. Maybe three thousand miles would stretch the umbilical cord.