” My beloved put her leg down from the table and let her skirt cover her up again. Her friends moved towards the door, and with a last, playful smir..., she followed them, leaving me breathless and dazzled. I had to force myself to get up, unpack my things and write out the keywords for the first lesson on the blackboard. I don’t think I’ve felt this self-conscious before. I felt the pairs of sixteen and seventeen year old eyes on me all morning, sure that they all noticed the little hitches in. My roommate moaned. I grabbed the honey and covered my finger with it. I put my finger in her mouth and she sucked as if it were a man. I knew she was enjoying herself. She loved to be blindfolded to add a sense of mystery and an element of surprise as to my next move. She began to moan and pleaded with me to 'taste' her. I loved to make her wait. By the time I would finally go down on her she was well wet and was already on the verge of an orgasmic seizure. I got up on the bed and rubbed some. She ground her pussy into his face with feverish intensity, leaving him atimes struggling to stop himself from drowning in the river of her juice. In spite of herself, she said ‘Mmmmm! that is pretty goooooood! Yeah…. Mummy loves your naughty face… yesssssssss!’ emboldened by her words he reached up and grabbed her ass, kneading it, as he tried to pleasure her even better. It worked as she soon became swept into the storm of pleasure. ‘Oh shiiiiiiiiiit she cried out loud as her sucked hard on. I'd just finished a brutal year of college, and looked forward to a relaxing summer with Mom. You might have heard of my mother, actually, except that I can't tell you her name. She's a fairly successful author of historical novels. She ditched my loser of a dad when I was ten, and has been content to live on her own ever since, raising me along the way. She's still beautiful, and could easily have found another husband, but chose not to. I thought she simply wasn't interested in finding a new.