. aroused. All this because she closed her eyes and kissed me.The first kiss was nothing crazy but just a few seconds with lips closed and puckered s...ftly. But the seconds it lasted left my heart pounding. It was so different from any kiss I had ever shared with anyone else. Especially different from any kiss I had ever received from Scott. When Scott kissed me, I felt strength and power and intensity from him and I felt timid and small and a total lack of control. But her kiss felt so. My mom was a short chubby lady who had great bouncy boobs. I had seen her kaambu (nipple) a few times when she would bend down to pick something up on the floor. I enjoyed fantasizing about my mum’s tits and would wank thinking about her while watching some mallu porn. I really wanted to fuck her but just could not build the confidence to do so.I had a close friend who I had known since college. He was Indian and would occasionally come over to mine to play a bit of FIFA and to generally chill.. While she was downing maybe eight or nine shots of whatever, my other friend and her husband decided to dance. So they left for the dance floor, stumbling a little, I observed. They were a little drunk too. I only had a glass of wine so far, because I knew if I had any more I would soon be all over Brett and his hard cock, which at the moment looked as if it really was going to pop out of his pants.He was only obvious to me, of course, partly because I was getting a little bothered myself. I. He stood up and slapped his cock onto my hole teasing it, he walked around the desk to where my head was, it was hanging over the edge of the desk and he fed his semi hard cock into my mouth, he held onto my feet as he worked my mouth my ass was spread open wide, if anyone walked in they would get an eyeful. After a couple of minutes face fucking he pulled out and fed me his balls, he lifted his leg onto the desk so I could lick his ass. He loved it and was rock hard again, his cock was huge,.