He instinctively tried to pull them up, but my lips wouldnt let them go. I sucked on them instead. He flopped around like a fish now, but he never tol... me to stop. Finally, he rolled over onto his back, and once again, I put his cock into my mouth. This time, I was determined to get the whole thing into my mouth and throat. Although it gagged me a little, I pushed it in past that part of me, and down it went, almost to my vocal chords. I evacuated all the air I could from my mouth and throat,. It was agood thing I was wearing a thick diaper because I peed quite a bit. Ikept feeling under me for leakage but the plastic pants did the job. Glenn left me in the truck as he went to the front door. Now would be themoment to escape, but I was still tied at the ankle. A tall lady, dressedlike you would expect a mom in old black and white sitcoms to be dressed,answered the door. They talked for a moment, then she hurried out to thetruck, her high heels clattering on the sidewalk. "Oh my god,". Her Mom! Yes, she was around 55 but never looked like one!Her husband had died long back and of course, she did not have had sex for a long time ( her pussy was damn tight). Whenever I used to visit Rajita to bang her mother would just wink at me (naughty look). I asked Rajita about her and to my horror Rahita told me her mom knew about me and her.(Rajita ‘ s mom used to live in the same city and used to visit Rajita frequently)Her name was Kusum.She had the same physique as her daughter.. ” She accepted the present eagerly. “That’s so thoughtful. Thank you very much.” “They’re not quite Belgian,” he knew she loved European chocolate, “but I’m assured they’re pretty nice.” He knew lots about her, their easy conversations ranged far wider than the piano lessons Greg paid for. He also delighted in the wonderful aroma that met him every time he walked into Jen’s home. Her perfume: Opium. Far from being an expert on scents, Opium was one perfume he could never forget. .