T’s mom was V she was 35 years old and great, always cooking us stuff and having a laugh. Sadly it was then that T’s dad died, and of course every...ody was devastated, it took a long time for them to get over it, and that’s where my story really starts…A few years later and I was now 15, and spend a lot of time round T’s house, the only reason being that V hardly ever searched the boys bedroom as they both kept them clean, mine was a complete tip and my mom found my porno stash many times, but V. And then she looked him in the eye and dipped her head towards his solid rod.Sticking out her tongue, with the tip of it she proceeded to spend the next few minutes lightly tracing it all over his engorged and full cock shaft and mushroom head. She occasionally licked her lips as she missed no part of his 7 inches with her tongue tip.This was the real torture. Forget the lashing, this was real basic sexual anguish. He wanted her to either stroke him to conclusion or place his meat deep in her. We did this normally every time we were together relaxing, sharing our body heat with each other.It was a bit too much for me but i soon adjusted.I dint have to worry about the thong i had stolen from her hamper as i had tied them on to my dick as you tie a bandanna around. Her bra was in my back pocket and i worried if the straps were to come out of the pocket and she were to find out. Luckily that didn't happen and all went well. I did think of my mother when i use to masturbate but i never. She reaches down and pushes away his hand, then crawls up on the couch, and slides down on his cock, she’s in instant ecstasy. At first she works it slowly, trying to get use to the size and then she starts to build up speed, she’s bouncing up and down on his cock dripping juice all over his shaft while moaning “fuck me, fuck me, oh fuck that’s deep, come on wreck my pussy, make me your slut”. I’ve always known her to say nasty things while fucking but this was on a different level. Finally she.