“Somebody who comes home for her graduation and makes sure she has a good summer job,” Lena said. “I’m going to be a documents analyst for a c...nstruction company.”“Uh ... What do they do?” Jeremy asked.Lena had asked me this, wanting details. “Drawings, revisions, change orders, documentation packages. At twenty-four bucks an hour after I train for a couple of weeks.”“Duuuuude,” Jeremy replied. “I need a benefactor.”“Lena’s helped my dad for the last few years of his life. This is karma,” I. I was ready to take a sip of my whiskey when I saw her gulping 3 of her shots back to back in one go. “whoa whoa whoa that was quick ” I said with my drink in my hand.“Yeah, and you’ll have to catch up with me for this last drink” she said. She made me drink my drink bottoms up with her last tequila shot.After a few more minutes of talking she started getting tipsy. I started making moves like moving my finger on her neck and thighs, she was responding well with giggles. I started sliding her. And I never saw his cock.Ryan, on the other hand, like most of the men who did this to me, would lick me until I came. It was always difficult at first, a long half minute where I wasn’t really juicy enough for his tongue, however wet, to lick me. But my cunt lubricated itself like it always did and I relaxed, enjoying the ride.We’d talked over dinner, about COVID (we were both fully vaccinated) and our kids (he had a young daughter and I had Toby) and movies (Black Widow was pretty good) and. At home in the evening, mom looked relishing. I went to her and asked her, she looks very happy, anything good happened today at work? She didn’t reply but gave a shy smile gesture. I asked her how was Rafiq sir’s wife doing? Instantly she got despondent and kept silent.She didn’t talk for the rest of the night and we went to bed. In the middle of the night, while we were asleep, mom’s breast started vibrating. She kept her mobile inside her blouse she was wearing while sleeping. I acted like I.