I went near them and started paying with her milky white fully waxed shying legs.I started kissing her on her feet and licked there thoroughly. I coul...n’t resist myself from sucking her beautifully nail polished toes which I have never done with my wife. I sucked toes of both legs alternately for sometime and moved to her honey pot slowly. I kissed all over her milky thighs and licked her inner thighs and left some bite marks there intentionally. While closing to her pussy I felt the heat. "Yeah, yeah, I know," I said, grinning in spite of myself. Games like this always cheered me up, mom teasing me like I was a little k**. My eyes hadn't left the TV screen. By now the program was back; 'Ready, Set... Cook!' One of my all-time least favorite shows, one that my mother insisted on watching."I hate this show," I announced."Ooooooooh!" cooed my mom, like an extra from a British sex comedy. "Look who's Mr. Grumpy!" She affected a 'there-there' baby voice. "Awww, did those big boys. And if you are asked, you can just say you belong to me. See you sweetie, love you!" she answered and made a kissing noise.She ended the call after I heard noises in the background and drunk cheering people, as usual at parties, after a certain time and alcohol level. I hurried and skipped the shower to be there as soon as possible. After putting on some fresh jeans, a red/black checkered shirt that Sarah bought me recently, and fixing my hair in front of the mirror, I left my room and headed. Ignoring the irate driver and his forked fingers, Billy regarded Amy with a serious face. ‘There isn’t a friend with a flat waiting for you, is there?’ ‘Uh-uh,’ she responded, her long hair swishing against the rolled hood of her parka. ‘And how much money do you have … exactly?’ ‘Eighty-five pee.’ ‘And no ticket?’ The head went from side to side again. Billy sighed heavily. He swivelled slightly in his seat to confront Amy. ‘So what’s your plan? Where will you go? What about tonight?’ The.