I pressed firmly with my tongue against the cloying mass in my mouth and, after considerable effort, was able to force her excrement slowly out betwee... my slightly parted teeth. My senses were being stretched to their limit and I thought to myself, this is truly sublime! I was tasting the acrid essence of the very being of my incredible Mistress and it was as though I were eating ambrosia! I savored and swallowed all that I had left in my mouth. Mistress Justine then said in a lusty voice,. " Though our mother-son relationship has been pretty open, sex is one subject we never really have covered. "Whenever I see you or feel your touch, I have to... please myself really badly." I say and blush, noticing how she stops rubbing my hand and gets shocked for a half of second."It's normal behaviour of young male mind." She says as she looks at me. "Nothing to worry about, baby boy." I swallow and look up at her beautiful brown eyes."That's not all, mommy... you are the only one who I get. . Maine pucha kaisa ladka pasand h tujhe. To bolne lg gai tere jaisi height or health wala..Mai uski baaton se shock ho rha tha.. Mere dimag me chl rha tha ki kaise ye mujhe haan kre or mai iski garmi nikalu. Tbhi wo boli ki aaj shaam ko to mere room me sone jaiyo kyuki usk mummy papa shadi me mussoorie gye the or unka call aaya ki aaj nhi aa payege traffic jaam h to sagar ko bol dena sath so jayega. Mere to jaise maan ki wish puri ho gai thi. Maine bola theek h mai aa jaunga.Raat k dinner k. ’ He was divorced, in his late 40s, average looking. He would always start conversations with me, and lately they were becoming explicit and definitely over the line. Things such as who my girlfriend was, did I prefer a girl with big tits or a big ass, etc. It didn’t bother me but I definitely noticed it. Mr. L kept some expensive things in his garage. I saw his new basketball and I knew I wanted it. So one day when I had a garage drop off delivery, I succumbed to temptation and decided to.