Afterlocating a robe and slippers in Cindy's closet, I headed for thekitchen.I got everything ready as quietly as I could: scrambled eggs, toast,butte...r, jam, waffles, orange juice and coffee. Finding the breakfasttrays was the hardest part but at last I found them hidden in the backof the pantry. When I returned, Cindy was still sleeping. In our area,there are a couple of very good jazz stations. One, in particular,usually plays just the right music for whatever time of day. Saturdaymorning. While we spoke, he chose to reveal something to me that had my cock standing at full, throbbing attention on the street. I knew I should have been going. But couldn’t cease my need-to-know questioning. This guy he told me he had fucked, oh how many times I had been down before his cock. But it wasn’t so much the guy taking the fuck; it was the one giving it. Being that he seemed like the last rugged buddy I’d think would share his sex with another guy. He went on to describe in full,. I was expecting to be flung across the ring, but no, she gently laid me down on the floor and knelt over my prone body. She kissed me gently on my lips then slowly made her way down towards my cunt, stopping off to kiss my nipples on the way. She teased my clit with her tongue, exploring every part of my cunt. She then turn me over and asked me to kneel, legs apart. She then entered my arse, probing my anus with her electric tongue. Her hand slipped between my legs as she teased my clit whilst. "Wendy, do you have that red lipstick you just applied in your purse?" Yes, Mom, I do, but I don't think I need any right now." I don't think you do either. But I would like to try it. May I?" Sure! You go, girl!"Wendy reached into her purse, which was sitting demurely on her lap, andtook out her lipstick and gave it to me. I took the cap off and twistedit to medium height and looked into the mirror I had flipped down overthe drivers seat. I felt Wendy's eye on me as I applied the deep.