Mom's hand, now filled with her bunched up skirt, withdrew up her leg, dragging her skirt toward her hip. Her left knee moved but was blocked by the b...ench. Then, just as her hand stopped, Mom's right knee moved away, spreading her legs and drawing her skirt even higher. Suddenly, light reflected off a narrow expanse of white material, starkly outlined against the dark material of Mom's skirt. "You will, won't you?" Mom asked, her voice still soft but not as smooth as before."I'm going back to. She and her husband, Carl Cramer, were our oldest friends in the neighborhood. They lived across the street from my house. I couldn't believe that she would be any part of this and keep silent all this time.Getting up from the bed, I showered, and dressed. Having made up my mind to do something had taken a big weight off me. I was ravenous and fixed myself a huge breakfast of eggs, bacon, and toast.I walked into the living room and opened the drapes. I stood at the window with my coffee sipping. My face was partly buried in this guy’s chest. There were multiple hands around my tits and nipples, around my waist, grabbing my bum and across my crotch. All were intently massaging various parts of my body across the torso till my upper thighs. I was on fire. The guy in front slowly and gently lowered my face till his massive cock entered my mouth. My hands were now firmly around his bum and mouth solidly on his dick. The tip touched the back of my throat and still he was only half in. He. All the already submitted stories were all about the sexual games I had with my maids. The Maid-Kanakamma’, ‘Again with Kanakamma’, My New Maid-Sujatha’, My Maid at Her house’ and ‘The Whore Maid Yadamma’ are the stories I‘ve already submitted.This time I share a sweet love making session I enjoyed with my sexy neighbor Sheeba and the events that led to our close friendship. Please read the story and send your reactions to As some of you know I was working in Andhra Pradesh as a teacher. When.