She then taught me how to eat her pussy so that she got the most feeling.Up to that point I had just been all hands and pretty bold and violent about ...t too. Now all that had changed. Mom was giving herself to me instead of me taking her by some force.Mom liked it soft and gentle. I could just rub the tip of my tongue back and forth across her clit while spreading her pussy lips with my hands. I could see liquid forming in a small pool down in her pink opening. Her inner lips were beautiful and. I caressed absentmindedly while flipping through cable channels with my other hand. On the side table a glass of Chianti sat partially consumed."Thanks for letting my friends come over," Sasha said conversationally."They're always welcome." I know. But thanks anyway," she responded, resting her hand on mine.In a gentle move she guided my hand higher, up her thigh and to the soft inner side. She eased one leg away and gently guided my hand under her short skirt. My penis responded, growing. I was a little nervous about this, particularly since the Jets looked surprisingly good at this point in the game. However, I was pretty confident the Giants had a good chance to make a comeback, and I figured I would go for it.We continued on through the beers as the game progressed, and to make a long story short, it got pretty tense at the end, but the Giants came from behind to win.With the game over, I wasn't sure what would happen. I halfway figured she would tell me she was just k**ding,. " "It won't be the same," I said. "I won't be able to hold you in the dark or see you every morning." "Of course, it won't be the same," she said, "but you can hold me here in your heart. I'll always be there with you, and you'll be here, in my heart. Now and always." To say that our lovemaking that day was memorable would be an understatement. Not once was the anal issue brought up again even though I knew that she enjoyed it. We ended the day in a sixty nine that was so intense and so loud.