Half eleven? Who calls at that time? Sliding out of bed I reached for a small pair of workout shorts, I quickly checked myself in the mirror and fixed...my medium length black hair into a swishy fringe. No need for a top today, 25Cº heat needs no top. Hurrying down the stairs, I opened the door. There stood my neighbour a forty two year old minx, Ms Jez, a curvy woman standing 5'10 with long slender legs and what had to be at least a set of D cup tits. She had piercing blue eyes, poker straight. I have been starving for sex these days so you can mail me if you like my story and we can make out. It started about 2 years back. There was a friend of mine named nilesh and his mother was very hot as hell..with a perfect figure of 38-24-36 aged 45 years. She was really smoking and always thought about her.One day my friend threw a college farewell party at his place asking everyone to come. His mother was a single mother and enjoyed with us a lot. She participated in the party as well. We. Soon, she was rocking her pussy into my face as I sucked and pulled on her clit. She arched her back, let out a scream and a flood of juice poured out of her opening. I dropped my tongue and tasted it, it wasn’t bad, so I sucked it in. After all, she had swallowed mine. She finally released her grip on my head and lay back. I eased up onto her and began to suckle on her small tits and those large, hard nipples. she moaned and rubbed her hands through my hair. My cock started to stir again and. Ana had even told her parents once that she didn’t like spending time with Carla. “She always makes me uncomfortable.” They scoffed. How could shy, delicate, quiet Carla make anyone uncomfortable? So here they are again, sitting on separate sofas in their grandparents’ sunroom, everyone else having wandered off to other spaces and other conversations. At sixteen, they were in the middle of the great divide between the kids and the adults. “So …” said Ana. “Yeah.” Replied Carla, who then.