(I giggled)But mom wasn’t amused.Mom: Very funny. Now you lick it, you sonofabitch.I was surprised to see mom openly asking me to lick it with some ...busive words.Me: Me and a sonofabitch? You mean you accept that you are a bitch!Mom (Irritated): Shut up, that fucking mouth.And then she did something more unthinkable. She raised a little, held my head, put it straight on her pussy, and then again laid flat. I was too overwhelmed by the situation. Rather than licking her pussy, I was eating her. When I get back from the beach ... would it be alright if I come by and see you one evening?”“I’d like that Joe Don. I haven’t met any people my age since I came here.”“Are your parents here too?”“No - our mom and dad died in a train wreck and I came to live with Martha and Gene - to finish school here.”“Sorry about your parents ... Uh, what I was about to ask was ... well, I wanted to know if you date?” I finally got it out, then felt bad that I had asked her that just after she told me about. On our first meeting when I saw her, I was surprised as she was hotter than her photos. She was around 5’2” in height and had an awesome figure 34-26-34. She was damn hot in her salwar-kameez.We started meeting over coffee and would often tease one another by touching private parts. Once in a restaurant I was sitting beside her and slid my hands inside her jeans from behind. She was startled but I asked her to calm down or someone might look at us. For the first 15 days we just touched, groped. Mene usse kaha woh meri janeman tum ek bar karke to dekho tumhe bhi bada maza aa jayga lekin woh nahi man rahi mene usse kaha ki woh meri rani sirf shuru me thoda dard hoga lekin is dard me jo maza milega woh kissi me bhi nahi milega, aur rahi shadi ki bat me tumse shadi kar lunga, mene usse jhut kah kar usse mana liya lekin ab tak mera lund naram ho gaya tha, fir mene usse fir se ek bar lund chusne ko kaha, is bar woh mera lund kisi lolypop ki tarak chuus rahi thi aur usse maze bhi aa rahe.