" It wasn't easy," I said flatly. "Trust me. I don't know anything about Detective Charles, but I had to force myself to even touch Andrews." I could ...ee the question forming in both their eyes, but Allison headed it off."You don't want to know," she said, then glanced at me and asked, "Could you excuse us for a minute?" Then she took my arm and pulled me toward the hall."It was him, wasn't it?" She asked when we were alone."Yes," I said softly, dropping my eyes from hers. "I'm sorry for. He may have acted like he barely noticed my antics but the steel like stature of his manhood betrayed him. I slowly started licking his bulbous head and slid it into my mouth. I gradually picked up the pace bobbing my head up. Giving him a sloppy blow job like this was really turning me up. I repositioned myself so my dress bared my ass and soaking pussy. As I am going to town in him, I felt his hands on my rear caressing my slit; first one finger, then two. Finally he was fucking me with. Within days, I became obsessed with fantasizing about my mother. I’d come home from school, go straight into the bathroom, and pump my dick to orgasm as I focused my thoughts upon her and her body. By now I fantasized about more than just feeling her breasts. I began to dream of actually putting my dick in her hairy pussy and fucking her. I also began to visualize her suck me off. Then one night, she went to bed early. I finished my homework, and finally went to bed and crawled in next to her.. .. ahhh yes suck me, play with my balls!" Though she wasn't adept at deep throat, her hot mouth sucked and swallowed him with such passion she quickly brought him to the edge. Her lips made loud sucking and popping sounds as his cock slipped in and out of her mouth, at times she would smack the head of his prick on her tongue. Tre pushed aggressively into her willing mouth, but her puckered lips never lost control; smiling sweetly she basked in her power. With prowess that belied her age she.