My sorority sister and I impulsively and tenderly kissed his still-erect bulbous glans and then each other’s lips sharing the residue of his semen o...er our excited tongues. Thank you for the letting me recount the memory of my sorority sister's son. If you enjoyed my memories and wish me to write more, which includes my son, please let me know in the comments and click the thumbs up.After a sorority sister invited me for a week-long out-of-town spring getaway to her home, we discovered over. Smiling with approval as she knew my desire was strong for her, she moved forward and began to open my belt, soon sliding my pants down to the floor. As she knelt slightly, pushing my pants down, my swollen shaft quickly emerged before her trapped inside my underwear. “Oh my!” she giggled as she gazed upon my hard thick rod. Soon we were both standing there in our under garments, holding each other kissing passionately, our tongues chasing each other and. As they walked in Maureen made a mental note how every time he always helped her in and out of the truck. Not many men did that. As they entered the tavern they saw it was pretty full. Warren and his girl Annie were at the bar. Not far down, still at the bar was Sandy with her little crew of sycophants. Warren saw them come in and called out, ‘Hey Cal. Come on over.’ Cal looked at Maureen, and gave her a questioning nod. She answered, ‘Good place to start.’ Cal didn’t immediately catch what. Her usual prim blouse, tailored slacks, and sensible flats, had been replaced with a tight dress and strappy opened-toed heels that reeked of milf-desire. But more telling than anything else were the blue-green ring tattoos on the long toes of both her feet and the sterling silver bracelet that circled the flesh of her right her ankle, as if she were saying come and get me, the hardest cock wins. My dad had left for a week-long business trip to Singapore only an hour earlier. "Take care of your.