She wrapped her hand around me and looked at me with her head tilted,i again pressed it and she made a sound “Hisssssssss” and closed her eyes, th... expression was so intoxicating that i pulled her near me, and pressed her again she again sounded ahnnnnnnn and jerked, as i pressed her pussy with one hand and started pressing her big hair bun with my other as i pressed it harder it rolled down as black waterfall….I pushed her onto the bed and licked her pussy chocolate with hunger, she shouted. “Tell me about the terrible things on your mind,” she says. “Look me in the eye and tell me.”He exhales loudly when she continues her job, threads the fingers of one hand into her hair and guides her head. I imagine that he's exerting pressure, pulling her face down and toward his cock at a quick pace, and I press my thighs together hard, hoping that the slight movement will go unnoticed.“I'd take you home with me,” he begins, interrupting himself with a low moan and a 'fuck yes', “and tie you. I finally got up the nerve to ask her. "Al" I said, "why did you invite me on this trip?" Al said "you are special to me. I know I am old enough to be your mother but being with you make me feel young again. You bring out the sexual fire within me that I thought died years ago. You have showed me there is more to life than running my company”. Then Al went to sleep on my lap.In New Orleans we check into a 5 star hotel. This was way out of my budget. We made ourselves comfortable while looking. 2 years later and my is now 13 years old and still dress up when mom's not home but one day she was that when she out about his secret life style and she ask him what was he did in women’s clothes and he said nothing he just went back into his room and locked the door and ask about it and he needs to see a doctor about this I said “no he doesn’t because I know about and I know he's gay doesn't mean thing to me you have no right to judge him you slut” and she what you call me and I said “you.