Confused by her change of tack, I frowned and asked, “Liked it? Liked what?”My mother rolled her eyes as she scoffed and said, “What do you thin..., silly?”The excitement ballooned as I dared to hope. “You mean…?”My mother nodded, suddenly shy. “Yes, what happened. What we did. What I saw.”“I liked it too,” I said, half-choked with what I was feeling.When my mother looked at me again, I saw something sly and clandestine in her face. Then, after a pause, she smirked. “We could do it again,” she. After making me suck her pussy few more time, she sat between my legs and opened her legs wide. She grabbed a couple of pillows and pushed it under her ass. Now her pussy was clearly visible to my eyes. I can see that her pussy was all wet and juices were oozing out. Looking at her pussy made me wilder and I told her to let me go else… Before I could finish my sentence I felt her hands on my balls, she caressed them gently. She was moving her other hand on my thighs. Ah! Man, I was so getting. "Just as we expected, the growth is benign," Mr. Crane had told me. When I queried the 'expected' bit, he added. "Yes, you are really too old for testicular cancer."'Too old, ' I thought, 'I can't even do that right.'The next thing I remember is entering Hereford Town Centre, which meant that I'd driven around thirty miles on autopilot, with no recollection at all. I became determined to maintain concentration for the last couple of miles at least. I even managed to fail that, for suddenly I. "She cost me a small fortune, Ladies and Gentlemen. Ponies. private school, clothes, foreign holidays," he continued, "But enough is enough, one final present and then if you want to stay here you can earn your keep." Oh yes," he continued his voice booming over the PA system, "Your diary is very illuminating. 11th of May. It says. 'I want to be fucked in all my holes by five fit black guys.' That's what you wrote. So my darling here is your birthday present, five fit black guys!"He indicated.