Tab mere mousi mean ushki mummmy ne diiner ke lie bula lia. Dinner khatam hua ush din guddi mere sath sone nahi ayi. To mein akele so raha tha or achn...k mere phone me msg ata he guddi ka.Guddi- jage hue ho ? Me- hnn, tu kyun jagi hui he u must be sleep now!Guddi- nahi mujhe nind nahi a rahiMe- (majak me)- aja mein lory suna ke sula dungaGuddi – ok ja rahi hoon per 2 baje ke baad jaungiMe- mein so jaunga tum aa kar apne aap so janaGuddi- jago ke to jagte reh jaoge surprise le kar jaungiMe- oho. Then you pull me over your lap and tell me you're going to spank my bottom. You pull my sweat pants down and spank me on my panties but then stop because you like the feel of my panties. You caress my bum and then tug my panties down exposing me." She paused and added with a smile, "That's when you spank me again."I think my mouth was agape at her direction. How long had she been planning this?"And," she continued, "you get turned on and instead of spanking me you start fondling me and making. A girl could wear it to a family party with hardly a raised eyebrow.I couldn’t bring myself to delay more than a moment or two more. When I opened the door I did it casually, as if I didn’t care. It felt weird to hold back - most guys wanted eagerness - but Diana had insisted. As I let him in, I hoped she was right.Aaron was tall, thin, in his mid thirties. Shoulder-length hair, curly. Diana said he was a consultant in some tech field, had money to throw around. He wasn’t wearing a suit; he had. The door hinges squeaked softly as she pulled the door closed. I lay there for a few minutes completely satisfied, contemplating in my mind what had just happened to me, and wondering where things would go from here. I still had her taste on my lips and tongue, and I could smell her delicate scent. I wondered if it was just my imagination, or if my face really smelled like Miss Nancy's pussy. My first orgasm in at least a week, my first taste of mature sexy mom pussy, the kisses, and getting to.