Sitting across from the man in black was a sweaty black man. He was sporting one hell of a bruise on his right cheek and a cut above his left eye. His...eyes were bloodshot with fatigue. His eyes kept darting from the man in black to the object sitting at the center of the table. ‘I got it as a gift a long time ago.’ He continued. ‘Somebody I was crazy in love with. I collect them, matter of fact. She had no idea how to choose a good one from a cheap one, but somehow she happened to find this. Did he really just ask me to let him borrow my panties? My worn panties? And, was I really considering letting him have them? I couldn't concentrate at all as I sat in my classes that day. I kept day dreaming about Evan's request and thinking about what he'd do with my panties. I mean, I'm not stupid – I knew whatever he did with them he'd end up masturbating – and my head was filled with visions of how it all might happen. By the time I got to the dorm at the end of my classes, my panties were. Are you felling aroused by your mother’s body.Me: no way. You smell what it isMom: it is not sweat it is chemical that turns me on. Yes I might have sweated a bit in my sleep.Than she bring her lips so close to mine and said Mom: if I say that I just had a very bad nightmare so will you comfort me. She took her tongue out and we had a French kiss for 5 minutes. Her saliva in my mouth it was so tasty. After 5 minutes I said that will you take no as an answer but she laughed and said of course. Kathy had moved her head and slid Michael's cock into her mouth and started sucking it as Michael finger fucked her pussy. Michael could feel Susan starting to come and slowed down his tongue strokes on her clit trying to keep her on the edge as long as possible. He was not successful at that and she came with a rush of juices flooding over Michael's face. Michael rolled over on his back and pulled Kathy onto his face. Susan lay there watching for a minute as Michael and Kathy lay beside her.