This is what I exactly do. Even with all this done and accomplished, I still do feel terribly hot and cruelly sweltering up. It is strange and bizzar...–but I cant get myself to explain and resolve up this entire mystery. I am wondering quietly: What could be the exact cause for all this? I do not have any fever, but I feel as hot and burning as a red-hot oven itself. Maybe I should try taking off just my shirt this time. Slowly and unhurriedly, I strip and take it off. Maybe this will be any. Most of our time together is spent naked in one room or another of my place.-Sarah-We met at her work. Sarah and I flirted a bit, she was sweet so I kept going back, and we kept flirting. I knew she was involved so I didn't push, but eventually she grabbed my phone and input her contact information. I text'd her immediately, and a few days later we were fucking. Sarah is younger, almost 10 years younger. She likes older men. She's short. I'm about 6 feet tall and she is a head shorter than I am. Her mouth feels so incredibly warm and nice. Her tongue moves all over my shaft as it moves in and out of her mouth. I reach back and unhook her bra so that her tits fall out.Sliding my hand down to her breast, I squeeze and pinch one of her nipples. This makes her grab my ass with both hands and shove my cock all the way down her throat. As her lips meat my abdomen, she sticks her tongue out and begins to lick all over my balls. She then slides my cock out of her throat and begins to suck on. “Well, hello Kevin’s mom,” he said. “You’re looking very lovely this evening.” “Well, hi there Francesco,” she smiled at his almost naked body. “Why aren’t you with the other boys?” “Well Miss Karah,” he told her, “Sometimes I like to be alone with my thoughts.” Then he smiled at her and said, “Especially when I’m thinking of you.” “Of me?” she exclaimed. “Why Francesco, you silly boy,” she laughed. “I’m old enough to be your mother.” “Call me Frank.” Then his smile broadened as he told her,.