” A small grin appeared on her face. “Do you ever dream about me?“Why dream when I have the real deal?” Mike affectionately ran his fingers th...ough her hair, shivering when the cold sparks jumped to his hand. He was about to say something else when he noticed a flash of red beneath the strands of white. He used his fingers to pull it free.“Is something wrong?” she asked.“I don’t know.” A long streak of her hair was now a deep red. “Your hair. It’s a different color here.”“I was wondering.” A. It dragged me closer and positioned me so that my face was exactly where I wanted it to be, right in front of one of the best -looking cunts I had ever had the pleasure of meeting. It even smelled great, all that overflowing juice making the aroma so potent my head swam and I forgot all that was around me except that divine coochie. Without thinking about it I buried my face in her tiny little bush and extended my tongue beneath the ropes. I heard her gasp as I reached the entrance to her. .." Yes, Mom, I'm guilty. You'd be amazed at how many times I have thought of--well, maybe I'd better not go into that..." You've thought of what?...Come on, honey. Tell me." Of doing all kinds of things to you...or with you. You know..." Well, I know that you used to--umm--jack off a lot. Do you mean to say that you thought about me then?"Yes, Mom. Almost always, it was you."Mom laughed and blushed and hid her face against my chest. "Oh, you naughty, naughty boy you!" After a pause, she. “I think I have had enough and should go home. Trouble is, I have no home to go to,” he replied.No home, I thought, what an opportunity. I saw he had been drinking a Corona beer and ordered two more. For the next half hour, I had to practically drag out his story. He had not only lost his wife but his job as well. He was down to his last few dollars and no place to go.“Well my boy, your luck is changing. My roommate recently moved out and I have plenty of room. You can stay with me till your.