Soon after we split up and I returned to Gran's home.I arrived at my mother's home at midday, she was sitting in an almost stripped house with only a ...suitcase beside her. "Oh Marco, I hope I have done the right thing. The packers left an hour ago with all my personal items and they will be delivered tomorrow at your apartment." No mum, your apartment, forget about this place, you know yourself the turn-over in this place makes it difficult to have long-term friends, you are now on your own. In. She was so sweet and helpless in the grip of her orgasm and I felt an immense nearness to her, much more even than my tongue in her vulva could signify. A strong wish to please her, to care for her came over me and I continued working with tongue and lips on her pussy and clitoris. When she realized that more was to come she gave me a broad grin of happy anticipation which turned to questioning big eyes when suddenly my own orgasm hit me and let me grip her even firmer while I ejaculated a. I pointed my finger at her boobs.I: Ya.. I’m going to catchI caught her boobs. Squeezed them with both hands. Then what happened really thrilled me. She moaned. – ‘Aahh..’ And she was sitting on my scrotum. It made my dick start to rise. She would have felt it and she smiled subtly closing her eyes.I got my both hands around her neck and she leaned towards my face. I can feel her breath now. She was shivering too. I can feel that too. She leaned down and our lips touched. I started to chew her. In the morning she would lounge around in a satiny red robe with her long hair up in a towel. I would stare at her smooth fat white calves hanging out from her robe as she sat drinking coffee and ask her questions about England. She also knew a lot of the same authors as me and we talked about books a lot. After 4 days my quest to see her tits was still unrealized and things were not looking good. She used my parents bathroom for all her showering and there were no windows or keyholes to.