Then he swallowed my load, smiling happily as he did so. "That," he said, "was fantastic. Thank you SO much! I love swallowing a load of cum. That was...a nice and BIG one, too!"I leaned over and kissed the head of my now slightly sagging cock, and then, with an effort, he stood up from his kneeling position.I was still setting back against the couch cushions looking up at him as he stood there.I thanked him for such a great blow job---it had been done with great energy and enthusiasm, and he. She was even more surprised when I mentioned I had two jobs. I then had to explain that my mom wasn’t able to help with school and that I worked a couple of days a week at as small auto repair shop and also picked up hours at a local liquor store as often as I could to make ends meet. This inevitably led me to explain that I’d tried an apartment last year with some friends but had to move back into the dorm to keep expenses down. Ah, the life of a poor college student. We chatted for a while. She is not surprised by the fact that even her son fantasizes about her.After a while, she asked me something that gave some boost to my inner thoughts. She asked me if I wanted to have sex with these young guys and my son.I was in a confusion but I trusted her and said yes. I went to my son’s room to see what he was doing and he was about to sleep. I felt its time that he knew about my feelings too so that he will not feel embarrassed about getting caught watching porn.As soon as I opened up. My breathing hissed through my nose as my heart pounded with desire for her, a desire I had not felt for such a very long time. I became aware of her hand on my breast, gently seeking out my straining, aching nipple. Such was the height of my excitement that I could feel tremors building already inside me and a moisture forming between my legs. I was overwhelmed by desire and not inconsiderable nerves. I couldn't deny it, I was scared witless! Mel's fingers pinched my engorged nipple between.