We packed up and put on our backpacks and did some exploring. We decided we were getting hungry and wanted some real food, like hamburgers.We started ...back, but both stopped, looked at each other and dropped our bicycles. I unzipped my cargo shorts and Ed sat down on a big rock and sucked me off again.Now after that big beginning the funny thing was it didn’t go anywhere. It was kind of the end of our brief friendship. We had mutual friends, and so were around each other, but we didn’t hang out. I was dressed casually in jeans. I knocked on her back door and she led me into the living room. There were two drinks on the coffee table. Strong drinks. Manhattans. She paid me the fifty bucks and handed me my drink. I was semi hard in my pants. I noted the drinks seemed to have no effect on her. She was crossing her legs a lot. Was this a date? With her husband coming home some time? Intense staring at me. Had she been having wet dreams too? "David, do you ever feel like something is missing. Please., then she sighed and leaned her head back against the wall in anticipation. The first touch of my tongue against her sensitive folds caused her to jump and groan. Please Arianna, please make me cum. Make me cum against your lips. Arianna, please., she half moaned, half pleaded. I complied. I slowly licked the outline of her lips, darting across the folds, avoiding her clit. I traced her dripping hole, pushing my tongue in and tasting her completely. I felt her fingers find my hair once. ” I took her right ‘untouched’ breast and holding its fullness between my hands, guided the nipple into my eager mouth. I feasted on both the breasts one after the other as mum at times took extra pleasure in guiding the nipple into my mouth herself. And time and again mum would reach out to hold and gently stroke my penis which was constantly drooling pre-cum.After about half an hour of the foreplay, mum said, “Come on…” and she pulled my body over to hers. I mounted my mother and as soon as I.