Kuch din pahle main ne use flirt karna shuroo kiya. Aur use bata diya ke tum bohat khoobsoorat ho aur main tumhein khayalon main kissing karta hoon.Wo...mujhe dekhee aur smile de kar chat se chali gae. Us ke baad hum dono friends ban gae. Wo mere ghar kabhi bhi nahin aati. Main hi us se milne samne chala jata. Wo raat 8 se 9 baje tak tuition ke liye jati thi. Main us se itna frank tha keh use touch karne lagta. Jan buch kar us se takrata. Use pakadta. Wo bhi seduce hoti. Us raat mere ghar wale. Now my mom had someone new. What about me? I went into a real dark place. My mom tried what she could, but insurance didn’t provide much coverage for mental health. A few visits with an overworked specialist who only had time to prescribe drugs was the best she could do, so I became a science experiment. Prozac was always there, but the therapist continually tried other drugs in combination until they decided my behavior was normal. Who knew that all my problems were actually related to a. "Shannon sat next to mom."I don't think I can." Sure you can. Watch again."Mom pulled me forward again and just put the head back in her mouth. She slowly moved it in and out wrapping her lips tight around the glans. Then she took it out and licked her tongue around the head."Here now you try."She handed Shannon my dick like she was handing some one a hot dog."Go ahead just the tip."Shannon held me by the hips and opened her mouth. She slipped the tip in and just let it sit there. My cock was. I’m sixty-four, but two years ago I let my hair go completely white. I soon learned women in their late forties and early fifties just loved this look. When we first met Kate just loved my white hair and called me her “silver haired devil”. Soon enough, soon I was bedding down this lovely women every Sunday afternoon while her over-weight husband watched football. That’s how on this Sunday afternoon Kate’s beautiful lips were wrapped around my cock. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, Kate.