”“Well, before you, there have been a few who had caught my attention.”“Like those girls of college or your table tennis academy?”“No, mom... somehow girls of my age don’t appeal to me.”“So you’re into the MILF thing?”“You can say I have a mature fetish.”“Nothing wrong about it-boys of your age view elder women as the epitome of feminine perfection. So which real-life mature woman have you fantasized about, other than me? Come on, son, there can’t be anything to hide now. We’ve crossed. When the movie was over we looked at the clock it was about 12:40AM my mom would surely be asleep by now. Sarah stripped off her clothes and told me to do the same, I thought it was weird at first then, thought oh yeah we are going in there to fuck my mom so clothes would be a hindrance. We slipped down the hall quietly Sarah listened at the door gave me the shhh sign as she turned out the light and quietly opened the door. Every turn of the knob made my heart skip a beat, I was so excited,. Maybe I am a submissive little slut, but I’m not ready to get on my knees quite yet. I’m only fifteen.” “Fifteen is old enough.” Mrs. Thompson said. “All right. If you ever change your mind, my husband is an excellent Master, nor am I his only slave.” They pulled up in front of the school, where scads of kids were milling around outside. Several of them peeled themselves off and headed for the car. “Hey Mrs. Thompson, would you mind dropping us off at our private party a little early? . I held her hair and started slowly giving strokes into her mouth , she was gaping but didn’t stop ( she was a good sport) . I was in 7th heaven at that time she was giving me the such hard strokes that I had lost it totally.She suddenly got up and sat on my dick and started riding me very hard moving her back up and down on my dick. I saw my dick going in and out of her pussy she was letting out sounds like ‘ aaaaaaaah ummmmmmm oooooohhhhhh aaaaaaaahhhhh ‘ and her boobs were bouncing up and.