This surprised me as she didnt normally wear them. I thought to myself the lucky bastard who she was meeting. This instantly gave me a hard on she sai... have a nice night when she left and don't wait up.I couldn't do anything else all night other than thinking about my mom and what she was upto at about 2 ish in the morning a taxi pulled up and there was some fumbling at the door I opened it and it was my mom on all fours trying to pick her key up she was very drunk. I helped her in and took her. He held the cane between his hands and flexed it into an arc and then sliced it through the air to with a sound that made Helen some fifteen feet away clench her buttocks involuntarily. He turned away from the cupboard and stared at the sight in front of him. School uniform dress code directed that sixth form girls should wear black tights with their dark blue skirts and white tops. They should also wear dark navy blue standard school knickers. There was nothing in the dress code that made any. Once I was naked he made me lay down on his bed and told me to open my legs. He pulled me down to the edge of the bed and got on his knees. He pushed my legs even further apart and he licked my pussy bottom to top. A shiver went up my spine and a small whimper came from my throat. He dug his face into my crotch and started to lick and flick his tongue over my clit wildly. I started to moan and twist and buck my hips. I grabbed his sheets and began to grind my pelvis into his face. He flicked. Cathy and her husband owned and ran the small hotel I was staying in and I found her intensely interesting, she was quite a large, voluptuous woman, not at all the sort I'm usually attracted to, her husband was small and skinny with a personality that matched his stature and I disliked him on sight.Cathy was the complete opposite, a lovely, lively, sexy woman who seemed to flirt outrageously as a matter of course, she usually doubled up as a barmaid at night and I often found myself chatting to.