She held my T-shirt hard, and I started massaging the pussy, which was slightly hairy. Oh heavens, I badly want to fuck this hungry pussy. She was ver...y damn lustrous.I hurriedly pulled out my cock and pushed her low to a kneeling position to my cock. She knelt, forgetting the wet floor of the washroom. She grabbed my cock with both of her hands. I pushed her head towards my cock, signalling her to lick my dark chocolate ice cream.She held the base of the cock with her thumb and index finger of. Leanne led me out of the lift by hand, but not to my flat door six feet to the right, but to the open-doored stairs going down. We went down a few steps to a small landing. Leanne turned me against the stair wall. She kissed me gently, and suddenly her hands were undoing my belt and unzipping my jeans. My throbbing cock burst out of its captivity, and without a word, Leanne was on it. She went straight on, taking my cock inside her warm mouth. Again, I gasped out loud in pleasure. She slowly. Very - but so are you, just in a different way.” I heard her take a deep breath and sigh on the exhale, her body relaxing as she melted against me. “So I’m not sexy in a ‘built like a Greek god and hung like a horse’ kind of way then. I’m sexy in some other way?” That earned me a giggle. “Yeah, that’s Michael all right; he is built, and his cock is huge. But you’re sexy in lots of other ways, handsome, gentle, smart, funny, loving, clever – and very, very generous as a lover.” “Ah, yes, well…. "Mother, you've soiled your panties and now your sheets are all wet too."I felt her hand moving past my slit to my ass and then her finger penetrated my back door. Paralyzed in fear and shame, I said nothing and took what Ella gave, afraid of what was to come. Her finger filled my ass and then she slowly removed it and brought it to my face, putting it under my nose and I smelled my ass and winced at the faint odor of my own bowel."You've not done a very good job with your hygiene, Mother. I.