We had spent the better part of a month messing around; she’d blow me or I’d finger her during our lunch breaks. When we weren’t messing around... we were talking about our fantasies, our likes and dislikes during sex. It was during these discussions that I learned that she has a small **** fantasy, loves brunettes with big tits; she likes anal, facials and would love to be double penetrated. She learned I’ve been in several three ways, but had never been deep throated and that I had never. Ab maine uske front k hisse ko massage karna tha maine uski taango pr massage suru ki or knee k upper hath jate hi she was moaning and screaming. uski chut bilkul gili thi i can see that or uski aankhe band thi.Mai uske body k touch ko enjoy kar raha tha or vo bhi tabhi maine uski belly or massage ki to vo orrr aaawaze nikalne lagi or uska haath meri thighs ko touch kar raha tha jo vo meri thighs pr rubb kar rahi thi. maine control khone se pahle uski massage khatm ki or bahar aa gaya mai pura. 20 drenched to the bone minutes later you are at the entrance way of the Housington Hotel, you try drip dry yourself a little before going in, it looks like a nice place, with bright lights and deep carpets. Feeling a little sheepish with water still dripping from you onto the carpet, you approach the reception desk.A lovely blonde woman is seated behind it, looking slightly board and uninterestedly clicking her way through something on the computer, probably solitaire. As you approach she. I shrugged."I crossed a line, Caleb. I'm sorry. I was drunk, and I miss your father. I miss having a husband. When we talked about you sleeping in my room, this is what I was afraid of. You're not my son, Caleb. I got drunk and I took advantage of you." What the hell? She really thinks she took advantage of me? "Mom, no. No you didn't... it's okay." I wanted to tell her it was more than okay, that I didn't mind, that I wanted more, but I was scared of her reaction. "I'm sorry, it won't happen.