So many young women were chasing you there…” In fact, I was dying to hear a word of praise from my son and I didn’t had to wait long. “I swear... mom, you outshadowed those girls there…you have such a ravishing figure.” My son was talking about my physical form. I was embarassed. “Really? What is so special about me?” I asked him like a college-girl. He stared at me from head to toe and smiled. I got very curious and wanted to pry out what was in my son’s mind. “Please tell..Rakesh…” I begged.By. "Sir, she has an older Jeep Cherokee. I really don't know what model year it is, but it shows the mileage without turning the key on. It's just north of two hundred and fifty thousand miles, and ... there's oil on the garage floor all around where she's parked the Cherokee. She has a case, well what's left of a case, of oil near the vehicle, so with the evidence of the engine leaks, it's obvious that the old Jeep is on its last legs. Uh, Sir, if we had the money we would ... but we don't, so we. I huffed and got up from the chair, straightening my chest; he’d already returned to his papers, missing the haughty look I threw at him before I hurried back to my girlfriends. They were covering her mouths with their hands, their shoulders rocking with laughter. “Seduction don’t work like in the movies sister, you know that,” Marie screamed so she could be heard through the fuss. I sat sulking on my chair next to the black girl, ignoring her; I stared at our new professor with hostility. My. After she made me cum again she took off her pants and reach down into her panties. Her wet fingers came to my lips and it was amazing. She tasted so good Erica, it made me feel so good that I made her wet like that, that she wanted me that much; I had to go down on her. I needed to be between her legs. Then she showed me things I never even heard of, she straddled me Erica, both of our pussies were together, it felt so good. I don't know how to say this but our wetness... Erica it came.