Rinko’s pussy was dripping and she slid her finger deep inside. She slid it in and out a few times and lifted it to her mouth. Rinko sucked on her f...nger running her tongue around it tasting her own juices. All three of boys stared their jaws agape. So Rinko raised her head and looked them in the eye and smiled. About that time a couple of other k**s walked up to their table and started talking. Rinko took that opportunity to stand, pick up her packages, throw away her trash and leave the food. "Look in your pocket Tommy," she whispered and without even thinking about it, I dipped a hand into my pocket and pulled out the tiny scrap of black lace."Very nice mate," said the barman as in my total confusion, I held out mum's fragrantly damp g-string to him."But the gaffer would rather have two pounds, twenty pence in the till if you don't mind."If you've ever seen a traditional, red London double decker bus, you'll have seen the shade of red that mum's face turned into as I stuffed the. It was an eight incher and totally hairless. There was a long foreskin as she had mentioned and it was very light in color. The head was fat and was like a knob.Reading all these mails told me that over the last year she was having regular sex with him. Many mails had descriptions of what I did to Neha and what they were doing together in comparison. And the comparisons were not very complimentary about me.They always referred to me as “my bastard” or “your bastard”. Neha called my cock a nunnu. She paused a second and then continued. ‘Is it a real date?’ ‘I sure hope so,’ I answered as I walked out the door. I went home and crawled into bed. I actually set the alarm clock. I almost never do that, but this was not the day I wanted to oversleep. I was asleep almost before my head hit the pillow. I woke up at 4:00, half an hour before the alarm was set to go off. I felt like I had been run over by a truck. Still, I was glad I had beaten the alarm. It would have been much worse if I had.