She kissed me hard and I tasted myself on her. She slid a finger in to my mouth as she went back down on me and I tasted her…the first time I had ev...r tasted pussy. In a moment, I was ready to go and she knew I was going to cum. She put a hand around my shaft at the base and began shoving the entire length down her throat in short hard thrusts. I felt her throat tighten around the top and I nearly panicked, knowing she was going to choke…but her squeezed hard at the base and I felt this wave of. Obviously not. Somehow they started texting and getting to know each other because on the way to work one day he said he had something to ask me. There was a long pause and he said ‘I want to date your mom, what do you think about it?’. I was kinda caught off guard however, I was okay with it and said he was okay to ask her out. Secretly the thought of my mom and John was kinda hot. The thought of her tiny white frame against his big frame got me hard. Images sped through my mind and I had to. Her eyes were half closed and she drew her knees up slightly and I could see under her dress all the way to her smooth mound and the narrow strip of pubes she liked to retain. The mound I had helped her prepare just over twelve hours ago. I remembered that she had said her knickers were in her handbag. She had never even bothered to put them back on to come home. That thought alone had my cock twitching and dripping pre-cum. I lay down beside her and we kissed. Deep, loving kisses between a. He had a couple of grams with him that he had gotten from someone at the convention that morning. I did not approve of this. I quit using drugs of any type long before and told him that I did not want any and cautioned him not to get carried away with the stuff. He promised that he would not and, from past experience, I knew that he could be trusted. But - - - he did offer some to Carla that afternoon. She had never tried the stuff, but she had indicated to me before that she was curious about.