"Go ahead, honey," Mom said. "You can touch it, play with it, put yourfinger in- whatever you'd like to do." I didn't need any urging. I pettedthe pou...ing damp lips which were peeping through the thick hair and gentlypushed them apart to insert a couple inches of finger. Mom was very wetinside. "Mmm, that feels good," Mom purred. "Maybe I shouldn't have let you dothat. It feels too good." She humped her hips against my probing finger,sending it farther inside the slippery way. "Gee, Mom, thanks. I moaned from the exciting sizzles, and his tongue slid out, and started to glide up and down my syrupy lips. His tongue slid inside, licking up my honey, and I could feel his fingers spread apart my tender folds. His mouth went to work, and I gasped as his skilful tongue pushed and probed, licking me all over, nibbling gently, tasting me, making love to me with his mouth. His tongue slid back and forth over the hood of my clitoris. He drew my love bud gently from beneath its covering, and I. And her legs and ankles had a matronly aspect (although most porn matrons had rather more slender ankles)."Well, I must be going, Cheryl," said Chester with an awkward emphasis on her name as he turned around to thunder up the stairs."If you ever need anything, Chester," she called up to him as he put his key into the lock of his door. "Just call. You know which one is my doorbell." Of course," replied Chester as he pushed open the door of his flat to enter its slightly fetid warm air (he. Her kids would approach me to help do their English home works as I’m the only ‘English guy’ nearby. And she always appreciated me for helping them. She would even offer she’d give anything if I make her kids good at English. Sometimes I would go to their house and help them out and sometimes vice versa.During the reconstruction of our house, everybody had to spend that night somewhere else. My parents took a room in the town for that night. When we are about to move, one of her kids came to me.