Oh, yes mommy. Yes mommy, yes, Alice whimpered. I love it when you eat my cunt mommy. Your hot tongue feels so fucking good deep in my pussy mommy, su...ck on my clit, suck my cunt juice out of my Mommy. Oh, what a beautiful tongue fuck mommy! Yes, yes, yes Mommy, I love you, I love the way you eat my hot wet cunt ummmm, ummmm, ummmm it feels soooo good, soooo fucking good. Mommy I love you. Alice was getting close now. She drove her finger in and out furiously. Her cunt juice ran out over her. She was about 60 or 65, good figure, grayish, curly hair which has long lost its blond origin. Hefty bosom and a very tight jeans which accentuated her bubble butt and her fine waist line. From behind you would not have guessed her age, but a closeup inspection of the face revealed the true age. I started the conversation."Nice day." Oh yes," she looked at me, a little surprised to hear a younger man come up to her. "Much better than last week."I gave her the look, which had an obvious I'm. And just what did he tell you? She asked in a concerned voice. Sara said, Oh Debbie, dont be concerned, your arrangement is the basis of his lesson. Ok, Debbie said, what is this lesson. Well, since Jack was caught with his hand in the preverbal cookie jar when he hooked up you, Lisa and I decided that the only way to teach him a lesson is to make him eat cookies until he is sick of them. Debbie looked a little confused and said huh, what does that mean and how can I help? Sara said, if you are. So Maddie decided to go all Felicity on me. At least she had the courtesy to tell me in advance, right? That being said, I really didn't know what to do. Telling her not to go to Boston was out of the question--those of you who have ever tried to tell a teenager not to do anything understand what I mean. I couldn't tell her to go either; no matter how much part of me wanted her up there, the rest of me cared too much for her to have her leave behind all she had here for me.As I was moving into.