A quarter of a century she loved him and watched him change from the wild child rock and roll guitar player she fell for into a suit and tie wearing m...usic teacher. He was so unique, so stylish, so full of life and flair. She loved his flair, his sense of style the first time she met him. The seventies were not a time when stylish men were the rage, unless paired with a disco queen. Tom was no disco fan. He wasn’t a musical snob, but being an amazing trumpet and guitar player, he was picky in. I look at my reflection, I feel more excited than nervous now. I change the music, putting on that Gaga CD that reminds me of you, of us.. The one we have shared and enjoyed together so many times during our chats, It's kind of become our little soundtrack. I smile.I glance at my blackberry, it's nearly time and I feel the nerves creep in again. I sit on the bed and try to relax some, having a drink. Everything is set for your arrival, I can't wait to meet you, to see your face. I know so. "Chill out dude! Yeah. Yeah I went down on him, sucked him off and he came in my mouth, like totally quick. I barely even had it in there."I had never in my life had a conversation like this. I'd fantasized about them, but never had one. Jake was a decent-looking guy. Clearly this wasn't going to be an awkward situation anymore. The excitement and the adrenaline just took over. So I took it a step further."I've never tasted cum. But I want to...what do you say?"Jake looked at me with a smile. " Oh mom!" I said shyly."Thank you also for kissing, licking and sucking your father more wildly than the girls in the TV films. You really excited him... you must kiss, lick and suck more parts of your father." Oh mom!" I wondered what mom meant by "more parts of your father"."Most important of all, thank you for letting your father insert his cockhead inside your hot cunt." Oh mom, please... the word you use!" And thank you for letting your father move his cockhead inwards and outwards inside.