He lay back and relaxed – gasping and moaning like hell – while I started to give him a nice wet sloppy blow job. He very quickly found out that, ... knew what I was doing and, had a lot of experience with a mouthful of cock. He was about to get another pleasant shock……when he moaned that he was going to cum, I took as much of his cock as I could, pumped him gently with my hand and kept sucking. He moaned and gasped more, warned me a few more times that he was right on the edge (I guess others. I searched her room and found the porn tape and a couple small paperback porn magazines of stories. I also found the rubber cock from the night before. It was 8 inches long and 6 inches around (of course I had to measure it). I brought it to my face and could smell her pussy on it; it was bliss. For some reason, I suddenly started to lick it. I tasted more rubber than anything else but my brain was connecting it to licking my mom’s pussy. I took the porn & cock to the living room. The. Bill pulled up in front of her trailer and they sat in the car, looking at each other. ‘Would…would you like, you know, a cup of coffee or something, Mr. Markham?’ Cindy asked. ‘Ah…yeah, I suppose I could manage a cup of coffee,’ Bill replied. He shut the car off, got out, opened the door for her, and escorted her up onto the small porch in front of her mobile home. This was going better than he hoped. An invitation into her home might well be the first step that would lead to an invitation to. I was wearing a white linen skirt, knee-length, not very thick. It was summer-weight and wouldn't provide much protection. I fully expected it to be lifted or even lowered.He held his left arm underneath me, cupping my right breast but also supporting some of my weight.I started to cry, mostly from fear, but partly because I felt so loved and cared for."I'm sorry, honey," I said. "I really am." I know," he whispered.His right hand pulled back and swatted me full on the bottom, over the skirt..