Too bad he had cheated on her. She had found out, slapped him. That had been what? Six months ago?"Miranda." That's right." She confirmed, "You do rem...mber me after all." What do you want?" he was agitated and eager to get off the line. As far as he was concerned he had some sort of virus and wasn't in the mood to play catch up with an old flame. "Well, I'm just seeing how you're doing." Fine. Thanks, look Miranda, this is a really bad time-" Like the hair, John."There was a pause, John had the. Alternating between a rapid feather-like licking and sucking hard she started up the climax mountain. Climbing higher and higher I knew I could get her off as I had many times before. This was far from my first encounter, in fact, one of my favorites. Her pussy and my mouth were old friends who knew each other well. So intimate to have my face buried in her pussy using all my senses to enjoy her: touch, taste, smell, sight and sound. By contrast, fucking involves only touch, and maybe. And from the taste in my mouth and the soreness of my ass, maybe I was going to be their toy too.I was still in the shower when Mom came in, still nude, sat down on the toilet and began to piss. I should have been shocked, Mom had always, always, locked the door and insisted on total privacy in the bathroom. After last night, though, I guess any idea of "privacy" was gone for good. Maybe using the toilet in front of me didn't shock me, but when she stood up and stepped into the shower with it,. . and after she found out we split up, she went around asking about me. She said the more she heard, the more she wanted to meet me, but was a little nervous to say anything, until tonight. Our conversation deepened. We talked for hours, moving from former sexual conquests to personal style and onto likes and dislikes. Then again, she begged for a bit of play time. ?Please Sir, use me.. ? she whimpered, guiding my hand up her thigh and over her panties. ?You make me so.