When we left I followed them home in my car and parked behind them in their driveway.We went inside and Gregg switched on a dim light, in the room tha...t turned out to be the living room.Betty immediately turned to me, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me with her tongue probing my mouth. One of her hands dropped to my crotch and squeezed my rapidly hardening cock."I have been dying to see this all night," she stated as she undid my trousers.She slid my trousers and underwear down as she. .Anyway she was drunk one night and pinged me..talk dirty to me she said..fucking hell i thought..she was that nice i couldn't bring myself to do itso i just said "i want you"..omg came the reply..whats up i said..Ive cum! she repliedyour joking i saidno i live with a pig of a guy and Ive been longing for someone to say i want youit really makes me wet.in fact it makes me cum instantly.i couldn't believe what i was hearing..so i recorded a voice note saying i want you!oh my god she sent a. Her hair was damp and the front of her shirt soaked. Shirt plastered on her swollen nipples. Full round breasts.“Bend…so I can reach,” she said, as she shampooed my hair.She soaped my upper body. She kneeled as she soaped my ass and crotch. Then she washed the soap off my body.“There, you are done…go dry yourself…and give me five to clean up…”“Thanks, mom.”“Sure thing, dear.”I stepped out and patted myself dry. I watched in the mirror as mom stripped and showered. Her back was visible in the. ”‘“I have enjoyed ordinary fucking,” said Kate, “and it is true that it is certainly more pleasurable than most other activities.”‘Then, to my horror, there was a knock on the door, and I remembered that I had asked one of the fifth form boys whom I tutor in French to give me the exercise I had prepared for him earlier that day. “Who can that be?” asked Kate with a note of worry in her voice.“It is Charlie Watkins, a fifth form boy who has an exercise to give me,” I whispered.“Well, let’s use.