. I dunno sex stuff ... I guess. You’re like a freaking expert! I swear that if I didn’t know any better, I would have bet that you’ve been suck...ng cocks and making guys feels ecstatic for years. Damn, sister, you’re amazing! I am the luckiest son of a bitch on this planet to have you!” I exclaimed in wondrous rapture and admiration.“You really think I’m that good, Davey?” she asked, almost shyly.“Seriously? Babe, I think that you KNOW how good you are. You are beyond what I could ever have. She guided me back to her apartment, which of course was artistic and pretty, and sat down at her kitchen table. She brought me some coffee, which was flavored without being too fou-fou, and kept on talking about the last few years of her life, giggling and smiling. Was I being flirted with?The answer seemed to be yes, as one of her feet, slipped out of her high heels, started rubbing at my leg. And then...my face turned bright red. I could feel her toes through the nylon, as she rubbed it up. I’d take you over my knee, pull up your short skirt to expose your white, bikini panty, pull down your panties to expose your naked ass and blonde pussy, and spank your ass, while… Hold on a second. Sorry, I have to masturbate, I mean, go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back. Okay, I’m back. Where was I? Oh, yeah, I’d strip you naked, tie you to the bed, blindfold you, and force you to have sex with all my friends.’ Wow! Now there’s an image. Certainly, if I was their wife or girlfriend, trust. She was studying in a nearby school. I got friendly with them and used to often hang out at his place. Even in his absence I would go there and have lunch with his family. Till then I had no bad intention for his mom Rachna. Though she was 45 years old she was a pretty and attractive lady and had fats at the right place. One day I went to his place. As Rachna aunty gave me a glass of water she bent to put it on the table.Ohh god I saw her cleavage which got me hard. I knew it was wrong but this.