Honey that's it. Let me watch you play with your cock. Aren’t you curious what Chuck and I did after you left for your meeting?”Mike pauses eating...her pussy and says, “I was wondering what you did. I knew you were going to fuck him some more.”His wife gives him a light smile, “I definitely did that.” She continues, “When you dressed and went downstairs I noticed your briefcase by the dresser. I knew what you wanted. That’s when I went downstairs to remind you.”“I did leave it on purpose. I. Growing up during the early seventies there was a lot of stigma around mixed race relationships even friendships, both my parents especially my mother coming from and continuing in a church orientated lifestyle was so less judgemental encouraged me to embrace everyone in the same manor . Quite often I’d see our near neighbours well mainly Mr Roberts sitting around the lounge or kitchen chatting to both mum and dad. He was always welcomed dependant on the time with either tea before the evening. .. where, when and how. It turned me on - the things that he whispered to me. At first he was shy and tentative - but he opened up when he realized that his fantasies soon became my own, and we often lived them out not long after the telling.That is how I began to suck on my son's large beautiful cock. Its not the first cock I've taken into my mouth, of course, but it was the first that I sucked to completion. It was nasty, a mother sucking her son until she half-chocked on his pumping nectar -. The bar slowly filled up with some of the younger regular customers I gota few - quite a few nice comments on my appearance from the lads, once asI was pulling a pint I heard one of the lads on his mobile saying Iassume to his mate, "Dave get your ass down here Chrissie looks a milliondollars - sex on two legs - she's a wet dream." He looked up and saw mepulling the pint, blushing furiously at been overheard. I must admit Iwas flattered but I played it cool and just smiled and shook my head.