Mom stepped in, closed the door behind her and walked silently to my bedside upon her bare feet. She was wearing her normal bedtime attire — a long,...over-sized, tee shirt that hung to her knees. Mom sat down by my hip, facing me.“How are you feeling honey?”I shrugged, “Better I guess.”She nodded, looking down at her exposed knees for almost a moment — until the silence was getting a little awkward when she asked, “I have an offer for you honey.”It was late, I just wanted her to leave so I could. I kissed slowly down to the top of her slit, then stuck my tongue between her labia and flicked her clit. She sighed as I ran my tongue up and down her labia, pushing in to flick her clit each time, but using the flat of my tongue otherwise. I continued doing that, and she began flexing her hips to press her clit against my tongue. I ran the tip of my tongue just inside her labia instead of over them, continuing to flick her clit each time, savoring her sweet taste.Katt pushed her hips up and. He couldn't look me in the face just looked off past me and made a face as if he had just been found out. "Some times I do when I'm hurting for relief, it helps me feel better." He was looking down at the floor, and as nerves as a teenage boy on his first date; hell he was on his first date. Fuck I know more about sex than this Doctor of Research, he may 40 years older than me, have all the education in the world, read all the books, but I was the one who had. M. the doorbell rang and before I could get up to answer it, Tyrone poked his head in and yelled in his usual obnoxious tone, "I'm here, the party can start!"The girls looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Tom and I laughed and invited Tyrone into the living room. He made his acquaintances to the girls and they reluctantly shook his hand as he introduced himself. A few minutes after Tyrone showed up, the fight started and we all tuned into the TV. Within thirty seconds, the fight was.