Her breath was warm and soft on my neck, and I felt the tiny hairs there rise up in response.This was crazy. My Amma was getting me hot. “God, how d...esperate I must be,” I thought to myself, “that my own mother can excite me.”An image flashed into my head. An evening when a twelve-year-old boy had barged into his mothers room, catching his mother without her saree, clad in a petticoat, and putting on her brassiere. My mother, years younger, flash, her swollen breasts, flash, deep cleavage,. I slide up and took his entire 7.5 inches down my throat. As my face hit his belly, he tried to push further in my mouth but he was already all the way inside. I sucked like there was no tomorrow. I was slurping and sucking just the head as I stroked his shaft. He grabbed my head and pushed everything inside my warm wet sucking mouth. I pulled back to just the head and stuck one of my fingers in my mouth to lube it up. I then stuck that finger at his asshole opening. He pulled his legs. Now we had better change the subject because my panties are already drenched. Otherwise, I might have to take matters into my own hands and cum right here in the truck.Johns snickered, "We can arrange that baby."She just blushed and smiled, "You dirty ole man, let consider doing that at another time."He frowned, "Spoilsport. Make me wait, huh, torture me you sexy thing!"The two of them laughed, then went about running their errands and then headed home. After dinner, they were sitting in the. I won’t change that, okay. I won’t tease you or anything. I’ll be good.”I thought about that. Apparently Lena was of the conventional mindset that if a woman wanted to tease a man, she’d have to don some frilly negligee or something. That’s not it at all, not for me. I’m trying to suppress an image of Lena NOT teasing. What would she wear to do that? I’m thinking a set of chemical hazard coveralls, complete with full head coverage.She noted the pause. “You’re thinking, aren’t you. Forget I said.