It was very tasty; I hugged her and kissed her. Me “Sowmya madam, now I am going to fuck you”She “No, Don’t fuck me Ravi. You can do everythin... other than fucking. Please, I will suck your cock whenever you want. Please don’t fuck me”Me “Sorry madam, I can’t control.My cock needs to feel your pussy.” Saying this I entered my cock in her cunt. She tried to resist. But it was in vain. I started to fuck her slowly. She started to enjoy it she stopped her resistance. I kissed her while fucking.. “Hey, Mom. How about this?” I asked. She turned to look at me and smiled.“I pictured you as more of a Hemingway than a Faulkner,” she said. “It will go nicely with the suit. Put it on the counter to package with the rest when the hemming is finished.”“Mom, you spent a lot of money on me today. Lots of it on things that wouldn’t normally be considered necessary for teen boys. I really appreciate it ... but why?” I asked as we sat to eat salads at the Nordstrom Café. I couldn’t imagine V1. "Slime for me! Use my mouth for a cum bucket! I'm hot to drink your hot, thick jizz," she moaned.Her naughty words inflamed the boy almost as greatly as the workings of her mouth. He pounded his prick in to the root again, lunging violently."Ulphhh! Glubbb!" she sputtered, gargling on his gooey cockhead as it plowed into her gorge.Slurp! Her mouth pulled back up, dragging with suction to his cock-knob. She lingered on the meaty slab for a moment, nursing hungrily."Whitewash my fucking throat!". . been doing this?”“Only about four and a half weeks, it all started when I got the part of Maria in WEST SIDE STORY...”Carol went on to tell her long-time friend, about everything that happened, in glorious teenage detail. As she was finishing up, I came down the stairs, causing them to look over at me.“You know Carol, I may have to take another look at my brother, Stephen. He’s only two years older than me. Or maybe I’ll just borrow this big hunk of meat called Randall and let him have his.