"I need a shower," I commented."I'd offer mine," she said, "but you'll want to change into clean clothes. Lunch'll be ready at one."I slipped next doo..., showered thoroughly and dressed carefully. Mum knew where I was going – I told her I was being fed in thanks for my efforts.She was a great cook. She told me it was chicken paprikash; all I know was it was delicious. Fortunately she appeared happy that I had a second helping. Dessert was cheesecake – a favourite of mine; I wondered if she'd. Bilkul sexbomb lag ri thi per pata nai kyo use ab tak koi kyo nai mila. Mai man hi man apni kismat per muskurane laga. Humne baatein suru ki usne pehle mere baare main sab jaan liya aur maine uske baare main. Phir hum sex ki baaton per aa gaye. Baat kerte kerte maine pehele uska hath paker liya. Pehle to usne thora resist kiya per phir kuch nai boli. To maine dheere se apna hath uske gardan per rakh diya aur uske doosre hath ko sahlane laga. Aur isi doran maine apna ek hath uski janghon per. Dont, dont, I have never been kissed on my thighs. I noticed though that she did little to stop me as I moved her smock higher on her waist. As I flicked my tongue on her inner thighs, she began to softly moan that we should stop. Then I moved my face so that I could bury my lips in her cunt. Dick, what are you doing. Stop it. I must go home. As she finished the sentence my tongue darted under her panties and licked one of her pussy lips. She began to moan as I moved the panties aside to gain. I rolled over and she turned round, taking my dick into her mouth again as she lifted her leg over my face and lowered her pussy. I latched onto it like a limpet, pushing my tongue between her folds and sucking her curtains. She smelt sweet, musty and I slurped greedily at her cunt, drinking the juices that were now flowing freely from her slit. She was bobbing her head on my cock, stopping to let her tongue explore every square millimetre of my dick, lick up the side, teasing the banjo string,.