So first thing first I got on the computerand checked my messages , this is good i got one message , so i decided to read it , well it was from a fema...lebut i dont remember messaging her , but you know who cares. I replied to the message where are you fromand a few minutes later she replied am from east london. This was good as i also lived in east london , so i replied would you like to meet up one day and a few minutes she replied yeah sounds good to me. Wowthat was easy my friend must be. But what happened was different. She smiled sweetly at me and opened her blouse. I could not see anything, being dark. I told my mom that I wanted to see her. She put on the bed lamp and now I could see her round breasts, half open. I kneaded her nipples and breasts. She removed her blouse. She was not wearing anything beneath. I started kissing her breasts and sucking her nipples. She asked me remove my clothes, which I immediately did. She was watching my 7 inch long dick. I now asked my mom. I had him roll over so I could get a look at his ass. I gave it a good spit and quickly stuck a finger in it, man was it tight. He said it had been years since a guy had been in there and I believed him. After a minute or two of fingering he laid down flat on his stomach, I proceeded and started kissing his neck. Some how I uttered the words, ‘want me to fuck you’. ‘Yes daddy, fuck me good’ was his reply. So seemingly on command, I aimed the head of my uncut cock toward his ass hole. I’ve got. ” He huffed and puffed. I could only imagine him thinking about those new, and likely terrible things he wanted to try with me.“I’m going to hand up.” I misspoke.“I want your hand, Mommy. I want your hand up and down, over and over. Hand me, Mommy. Gimme your hand real good! Oooohhhh.” He blew all of his breath into the mouthpiece, from the fastest orgasm I’d witnessed from him. “It came out again, Mom. I wish it had come on you. Come home soon.” He zipped up his pants and carried the phone.