I said “Helen,” feeling her breasts, “I want to suck your tits.” She smiled and said, “You are mother fixated. Come to mommy!” I moved and...placed my head on her lap. She cradled me like a baby and I began to nurse and played with her other tit. She caressed my cock while I sucked her tits. But it was too much to both of us. I could not speak to her properly as I was in a highly excited state. This nursing and screwing was a beautiful experience. She asked me. “Do you like my breasts?” “Yes!” I. Through the ringing in her ears she heard voices, one loud, angry voice and one soft, anxious whisper. She looked up again and saw a hand waving frantically at her from a hole in the wall. She focused her mind on the words coming at her.“Hey! You hear me? What the fuck you doin’ in there? I want you out of here! I’m callin’ the cops!” boomed a loud, masculine voice from outside the door.Somehow, through the noise of his shouts and banging she heard a whisper with a thick accent, “Cherie.. Aahhh…. Sas…. Aahhh… aur ab vo kahne lagi ki aur jor se dabao to main aur exited ho gaya aur jor jor se unke boobs dabaane laga aur unke pure badan ko bite karne laga.Phir maine unki shorts aur panty bhi nikal di aur usne mere bhi saare kapde utar diye aur hum donno pure nude ho gye the, usne mera lund muh mein liya aur jor jor se chaatne lagi aur main unke boobs ko chusne laga aur unaki choot ko rub karne laga.Vo ab pure mood mein thi usne kaha kee ab nahin raha jaata to maine unko bed pe lita. He was instantly in the “popular” crowd and was out with his new friends. My mother, Anna, came home from work at about seven. “What's wrong Chuck?” With a fountain of tears cascading down my face I screamed “Why did you let me go to school dressed like that?! You're from the city! You know how people dress here. Everyone made fun of me! I wish I were fucking dead!” Her eyes began to tear with sympathy. “You never seemed to care about.... I didn't think it would matter that.... I'm so sorry.