He walked over to me and grabbed a towel and tossed it to me. "Go wait for me in your room. I will be there shortly."I wrapped the wet towel around my...equally wet body and the resulting effect was probably about the same as me being naked. The damp towel clung to every curve of my torso. Not that it much mattered now since they had all gotten eye- full of my charms already."Young man," my mother said to Rob," you come with me and let's talk this through." Mom was a great one for talking things. I made an attempt, with my hands, to get involved but she just pushed them away. I withdrew my hands but still feeling the need to satisfy her. I tried again and this time she responded by holding my hands one on each side of my body, in a firm grip against the mattress as she worked my penis with her mouth.Little convulsion from my penis sent pulses from my groin throughout my whole body. Wow. She then left my hands and put both hands on my shaft and with her stiffened tongue she started to. She licked me clean and asked if she could have some cake, she was still hungry, I guessed she had not been able to catch many rats, the staple food of many Harare whores in these difficult times, and I said yes as long as she ate it naked. She looked so sexy eating black forest gateau, the crumbs falling down between her naked breasts, to nestle in her wiry pubic hair, I almost wished she could be my full time slave, but no, I wanted an unwilling slave.I paid her with a gold ring, from a. So there they were, standing face to face in the dining room as she reached over and put her hand on his stiff rod poking against the zipper of his summer shorts. With quiet anticipation, she loosened them and slipped her hand down inside his boxers. "Naya, don't," he said, reluctantly, but his guilt dissipated when he felt her soft hand stroke the sensitive skin of his erect penis. Cupping his balls, she massaged them, working her way up his stiff shaft. Giving it a gentle squeeze, he could.