Tamara, she replied. Thanks for the lift, I said, I’m Robert. As we pulled up my drive I was sad that maybe I would never see her again. She pulled ...the car to a stop and got out, I caught the first sight of her arse and could instantly feel myself getting hard. Her arse was amazing, so big but perfectly round and in my eyes it’s was the perfect arse. She came round to help me out and said, can I help you in and make sure you’re OK. My eyes must have lit up as she smiled and said, come on. Nancy: So you don’t have friends or girlfriends. Spending a lot of time alone made you watch this dirty stuff, right?Me: Maybe, mom.My mom observed me that I’m ready to cry. She pulled my head towards her chest and started wiping my head with her hands.Nancy: Don’t worry, honey. I will not punish you for this. Trust me. But I wanted you to speak out. I can see that you are in depression. I am the only one who can understand you properly. Speak to me. I will solve your problem.She made me a. The shock and sheer ecstasy of her tongue between my legs caused me to press my back involuntarily against the wall and part my thighs a little wider. She lapped at me for a few moments before sliding the full length of her tongue between the soft petals of my pussy. My fingers tightened in her hair as I felt her tongue snake deeper. I could feel myself flooding my lust onto her tongue. A mix of her saliva and my juices ran in a honey-stream down my inner thigh. Every so often her tongue would. I turned in and slept fitfully, half expecting the panic button to sound at any moment, probably signaling Linda had had all she could endure. In the wee hours I did manage to sleep more soundly and restfully and the morning sun streaming in the bedroom window awakened me, and I rose to the day. As I passed the playroom I noted all the boys were curled in different locations sleeping. I went to the kitchen and got a cup of coffee and set Lindas teapot to boil. I then returned to the playroom..