She knows exactly what to do to make me cum. She does it, and I’m popping off. I get out of my head, and we eat each other until one of us can’t t...ke it anymore. I can’t really explain HOW it was different, but it WAS different. I guess it was mostly that Gene explored me. He worked me over good and found what I liked and what it took to get me beyond hot, all the way to plasma, and keep me there until I came really, really hard all over his face, and then collapsed.My brain was still working. He ventured in and whispered again. Still nothing. He whispered once more from the edge of the bed. His mother gave no response, other than heavy breathing.Manny slowly pulled the covers back to reveal his mother's fully naked, soundly sleeping body. He stared in awe at her beauty for a minute before climbing in. His mother was lying on her side facing him. He put one hand on one of her breasts and felt the hard-on in his boxers jump. Thankfully his mother didn't jump. She showed no signs of. Sanjay observed his would-be wife, Srilekha, and he was smitten by her at the first sight or tryst, and he felt she got a strange penetrating sex-appeal which could grant erection to any male.However, after their wedding, or on the bridal night in the bridal chamber, when Sanjay first time made her topless he turned flabbergasted seeing her pert round breasts, tipped with brown areolae encircling small blueberry-like taut nipples, proudly protruded with arrogance of prime youth. He pressed them. The wretched thing falls quickly to the ground looking miserably up at me with a most defiant expression on his face. I know I must make sure that the man does not get up ever. The iron slams though the eye of the man sounding a clank of iron on stone as it burst though the skull to the ground below. I pick up the body and move it to a nearby alley dropping it to the earth to rot with the rats. I look out from the shadows, everything appears quite. But suddenly I hear a woman screaming.