As in the 1st part I had already told u that how I got a chance to see my mom in bra and petticoat and how she started giving hand-job to me while giv...ing bath to me. Now after that incidence I got more closer to my mom. After this incidence happened I was eagerly waiting for next Saturday to come. Finally Saturday came and me and my mom were alone at home. It was about 11 am when my mom came to me and asked to go to the bathroom. I went there and removed my clothes and vest. I was only in my. I began to finger you and work your pussy faster and faster. I found your clit and pressed on it and rubbed it up and down and in a circular motion.I told you to lean back on my desk more I pulled your panties to the side exposing your wet and hot pussy. I knelt down on my knees with your pussy right in front on me I began to kiss it and lick all around it slowly. I licked right up between your pussy lips and lapped up all your wetness. The tip of my tongue found your hood and pressed. Itisha is a 33-year-old unmarried lady who lives alone. She asked me to arrange a massage session with her at her home. I accepted the invitation. I usually have a chat with my lady before the session to know her desires and tell her what she will get, but Itisha wanted everything to be a surprise and shared nothing prior to our meet.I reached her house, rang the bell which was answered by her maid. She pointed me to a room and said \”Madam is waiting for you\”. I observed the house while I was. My father sat there, dying before my eyes, and therewas nothing I could do about it. His pale, hairless,and skeletal body barely called to mind the robust manhe had once been, before the cancer (and it'streatments) had ravaged him. At that time I was tryingvery hard not to show any signs of sadness or stress,because he was still alert enough to sense things likethat. My only concern was to make him as happy andcomfortable as the circumstances would allow. Thisscene here didn?t take place in.