Hell, I might have creamed my shorts then and there, if paranoia hadn't set in." "Paranoia?" The woman nodded. "That the real owner might show up, or ...hat it might have been stolen." "It wasn't." "I know that now." She cleared her throat. "Excuse me. A bit dusty in here, what kind of tea is in that pot?" The Old Man favored her with an enigmatic smile. "Any kind you want it to be. Would you care for a cup, I guarantee that it's excellent." "No hidden traps in that guarantee?" "Touch?. I suppose. I need to touch, mum gasps as my fingers gently explore her. I feel her hand on my cock again, and she gently masturbates me, as I return the favour. She is moaning now, every now and again I hear 'Oh Craig'...,' she is so wet. She looks at me, strokes my cheek and whispers 'Make love to me son.' My heart starts thudding even faster, my cock throbs. I slowly reposition myself so that I am lying between her legs. ' I er.....haven't got any....you know........,' I whisper.Mum smiles....'It's. She smiled. I found her lips were elated and her face was seductive. I touched her face with my hand and got shocked. God damn, she was burning with urges for sex. I touched her chins and then nose. She whispered, and told me to go slowly. I obeyed. For the first time in my life, I got enough courage to kiss a girl. I went close to her, and kissed on her lips. She was affirmative and started dominating. I was gentle and she was aggressive. She holds me tight and I got first touch of her boobs.. ”“Uh, sure. When were you thinking?”I stopped. I’d need to shower, and do my hair, then get into my dress, do my make-up, and I wanted to be ready early. I’d need to start right away.“How about at 6:30? Will that interfere with your evening plans?”“No, I’ve already eaten, and I was going to hang out with some of my girlfriends, but they can wait. Sure, I’ll knock on your door at 6:30. Uh, miss, I don’t even know your name. What do I call you?”I thought quickly. “Would you be OK with just.