Alyssa was expectingsome kind of outburst about insolence, but when the question came it wasput more quietly than she expected. "You didn't say anythi...g aboutthrowing up in your report?"Alyssa closed her eyes, involuntarily recalling the stench of vomit inthe limousine that had ferried the sissy schoolgirls back to the clinicfrom their most recent assignment. It had been strong enough to overrideeven the smell of the sweat and spunk in which the four of them andtheir skimpy uniforms were. What I hadn't been able to plan is just what approach I would take should we chat again. Earlier chats with other apparently young men had been full of innuendo and foolhardy bravery on their parts, and it tended to be only when they honestly believed they were talking to an honest-to-goodness real thirty-something mother that things began to get very silly, very fast. I admit it, I found such times quite arousing. There were a few, of course, that became rather more calm and rather more. Maine phir apna Lund uski chut par rakh ker undar ki taraf dhakka (push) lagya to thora sa undar chala gaya or anjali ki halki si chikh nikal gayi. Main ne apne lips us ke lips per rakh diye ta keh awaz na nikal sake aur phir thora sa dhakka (push) laga diya to thora Sa aur undar chala gaya to wo cheekh ker boli “sam aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh mar gayyee bahut dard ho raha hai” maine kaha “pehle thora sa dard hogaa baad mein maza aaye ga” aur phir thora sa aur undar dhakail diya. Ab mera 1/2 Lun us. Then she turns and bends down to pick up skirt, giving both guys a good look at her cleavage as her tits dangle down. She looks up at them as they stare open mouthed at her boobs. "You two seem to be enjoying the view," she says smugly."You have a fine body, woman," says one guy."Hmph, my son don't think I'am sexy," she says giving you a impish look."I always tell you how nice you look," you say defensively, feeling strangely aroused at the way these strange men are ogling your mother’s.