“Right, Lucas, get your clothes off and put them in the closet. We don’t want them in shot.”After I’d stripped, Mom did the same. Yeah, I got ...hard. She was forty with a kid and a cesarean scar, but I still got hard. There was no way I wasn’t going to get hard seeing a real live naked woman up close, even Mom. This was the first time I’d seen her pussy – she didn’t shave so I couldn’t see much detail, just her bush. Our only sexual contact up to now had been that handjob when I turned fourteen. Colleges will sometimes count those classes as college credit for the associated courses. Others require students to take CLEP tests to see if they know the skills for the introductory courses before getting college credit. The school pissed me off by telling me that they didn’t care about the exams I was going to restart my sophomore year even with having passed all the exams they could throw at me. I told my parents what I planned to do, and they said I had to finish whatever I had planned. I cannot bear losing you. I-I-I…’ She burst into tears but continued, ‘I love you. Please wake up. I cannot let you go. Please Chris.’ Chris was dreaming. He was in a cabin near the sea, enjoying life. He had no worries. He walked by the seaside happily, he felt like a weight had been lifted from his hands and sat down under a tree. Just then a little girl in a flowery dress showed up. ‘Hello, Chris. I know it is nice here but you have to go back,’ she spoke as if she knew him. ‘Who are you? Do. . “ Manisha.. I love you dear.. I am feeling so good” and he started pushing his cock with rhythm.. whole of my body was moving on table with his thrust and I was mesmerized with whatever was happening.. my hands hugged him on his back… He started kissing my neck and than moved over my boobs and I was feeling so good on his love… my hand moved on his hairs… I closed my eyes and feeling him on his way of love.. My pussy was feeling his cock and was making grip on his cock from inside now.. I was.