But lady luck was on mine side, when I was returning from my college I saw her with handful of bags (might be she went for shopping), I went ahead and... asked if she needed any help, first she refused but later on when I insisted she agreed. While moving on the stair case we introduced ourselves, her name was shweta (named changed for privacy reason), she was married but no kid and her husband stayed out of town most of the days as he was a marketing guy. We reached at her doorstep; she thanked. Now where shall I start he says as he gives my bottom a gentle slap.He lies next to me and gently starts to kiss my neck and shoulders, his hand feeling my body thru the lace bodystocking, feels so soft he says, he slips his hand inside and squeezes my breast, love your boobs he says, especially when my cock is between them and you are sucking it. Oh you like that he laughs your nipple has just got hard.He moves his hand further down my body, his lips and tongue working their way down my back,. The cute young neighbor who wanted to dress my cuts and scratches lived close by and she coerced her neighbors into leaving us alone. I don’t know how that happened but it was like magic. She seemed very accepting of me, my condition, my situation almost as if she knew me. I would have to explore that.“You know, you don’t have much control over your own powers,” she said as she showed me through her front door. That was curious. “How do you mean?” I asked. I looked at her with concern. She. . touch me like that," Madeline murmured. "You mustn't be trying to seduce me ... To make me want you..." She lowered her eyes to her son's erection. "To make me want you..."Gerald was moving his fingers up and down, massaging Madeline's pussy, rubbing the now-wet satin across her cunt lips and clit. "Do you want me, Mom?" he asked."No..." Madeline whispered. And then, "Yes ... No ... Yes..." Then she moaned, flexing her stomach muscles to push her cunt down harder against Gerald's fingers..