After the initial awkwardness, & the whole wear a blue bit, we hit it off. She said why not grab lunch & maybe have a drink. So we shifted t a pub & k...pt chatting.Firstly a little about her: 36-34-38 a nice Indian woman, about 5.3ht, pleasant face, nice smile. Nice long hair.At the pub right as we sat I cut to the chase.Me: “Seema, before we go any further, I just want to say I’m having a good time. Would love for this to go all the way, but even if it doesn’t I think a day well spend”Seema:. July put her school bags inside her bedroom filled in the card and took it round to Sam’s house letting herself in as she normally did, she walked through the kitchen calling Sam’s name as she did before entering the lounge where she knew Sam would be and got a very big surprise Sam was laying on his sofa naked surrounded by empty beer cans July knew he was drunk she then saw Sam’s 10 inch soft dick. July was no virgin and was taken back by the size of Sam’s man hood, July stared at it for a. The inside of the pussy lips, the hood hiding the clitoris, the lovely hole that she had explored quite well with her cock. She stuck her tongue out but hesitated. She did not know why but she closed her eyes and strangely that made her feel better and more confident. With her eyes closed her tongue searched for the target. When she felt her tongue hit something she carefully made a licking motion which made Jenn give out a soft moan. Lisa smiled to herself, she really loved to hear Jenn. ’ ‘No, Mom, not Peter,’ I said. Peter was my Dad’s name. ‘It’s me. Mark. Your son.’ ‘Mark?’ she said, voice wavering. The look of confusion in her eyes almost made me want to weep. Mom was once a good looking woman, back in her youth. Before Dad. Now she looked tired. Not old, not really. Not like she was actually pushing fifty. She’d stopped dying her hair, and it was white now, and she’d gained weight, but she kept out of the sun and her olive colored skin was almost wrinkle free. It was her.