After I had gone to the Lala and I spent a couple of hours sitting with and flirting with her. Even dancing a few songs. Who showed me that she indeed... was a master of that tongue, and had a wicked look in her amazing brown eyes as she looked up into my own from between my thighs. Who I had shown a new appreciation of dancing, as we held each other in my living room, listening to songs that had been popular long before either of us was born.Suyin, who I took a short time later, in a way that. Your head lay between my long open legs as you watched me pleasure my pussy with an expert and practiced hand. With steady strokes I rubbed my clitoris up and down, the tips of my fingers clipping the hard bud of my ultimate pleasure zone. Your eyes were bewitched and your widening grin said it all. You wanted to try and your tongue probed my soft dark pink flesh. I gave out a gasp as you continued to flick and lick, my sweet juices now dripping off your gorgeous chin. Your really loved to. Sorry mom, I didn’t mean to...” as he kept stumbling over what to say.“Don’t worry, I love you even if we have a rather mixed up lifestyle now. I know that you are IN LOVE with Sandy. And know that I love you too, as a mom, and I guess, well, a rather bit more, but you might want to put on some clothes. What would the neighbors think?” She quietly laughed.Randy then realized that he had been standing there facing his mother, stark naked, pecker at attention. He put his hands down to cover. I had convinced myself that I was better off here and that if I could work out how to run this place, then I should just stay. A part of me knew I was hiding from my problems, but I ruthlessly pushed that thought away.I blinked and focused, as I realised I had stopped walking. I looked up to find I was standing outside a door. I had no idea why I had stopped here. I looked, but I couldn’t see how the door opened.“Where the fuck is the bloody handle?” I asked the air. I stepped back and looked.