I lift my legs so that I can take all of her finger inside me. She starts finger-fucking me as she sucks my cock and I start moaning with pleasure. Sh...e then stops, and starts dancing for me, stripping what is left of her clothing. I can see her big cock dripping precum and all I can do is crave to taste it. She pulls me up, and pulls my head towards her dick. I start blowing her, gently and slowly. I lick her balls, then go up her shaft and then put her whole meat inside my mouth. As I blow. And at the same time she was saying what a lovely little cunt I had and how sweet it tasted. All the while she was looking up and watching my face intently and I couldn’t help but watch what she was doing to my pussy. If I closed my eyes she immediately ordered me to look at her again - and I did. Now I was moaning and trying to wiggle my bum as she rapidly flicked her tongue across the tip of my clit and continued to work a finger into my asshole. "You were right, Sally - her cunt is. I read two books a week, sometimes more. I was consumed in the reflection and emotions of the poems. At times I didn’t make it out of the library before I’d finished 40 pages of a collection. Painting had taken a backseat to my obsession of literary ramblings that I couldn’t fully understand. When I tried to paint I could only think of Robert. I had never found an interest in poetry and therefore couldn’t relate it at all to my past life. I felt like I was reinventing myself. I’d absorb myself. As soon as Shobha felt his lips on hers she hugged her son tightly in her arms and hid her face on his chest in shame. Rahul realized the dilemma in which his mother was and as he gave her some time to recompose he put his arms over her back and held her tightly in his arms. This was the first time he had held her in this fashion and this gave him a sense of being the man he wanted to be, that is, a fully grown up.After seeing his mother relaxing Rahul gradually fondled his mother’s back,.