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Helping my mom’s girlfriendMartha was my mom’s best friend when I was at high school.They had known each other before my I was born. That afternoon my mom was busy at work and she called me to ask if I could go to see Martha at her home. She needed some help getting ready a special dinner to celebrate her mother’s birthday.Martha was a young widow; a mature woman, still very sexy.A while after being at her house, Martha’s eyes were shut tight, her head to one side as I tasted my first vagina ever. My mom’s friend had watched me all the way down as I kissed inside her thighs, blew gently on her pubic mound, then opened my mouth, extended my tongue and dabbed right onto her clit. I could see how the pleasure of it took her somewhere else. I licked downward as some warm juices bubbled out of her opening onto my tongue. Few moments ago, while we were at the kitchen, she suddenly asked me:”Have you ever been with another woman?”I doubted for a second, bahis firmaları then I just told her that I had kissed one of my girlfriends at school under the shower; but nothing else…Then I asked Martha if she was interested in girls…”There is just one I am thinking about right now”. She answered quickly.“Do I know her?” I asked, thinking it could be my own mother…”She is the most beautiful woman in this room…” Martha said and smiled. It took a second for my meaning to register her attack on me. “Oh, but Martha, you are my mother’s age…” I just fumbled very confused.“I have known since you were born, my little Anita… but now you a real beautiful woman… and I am not so old for you…” She murmured softly.I smiled at her, but I knew I could not change her mind.Martha was attracted to me, definitely.”We cannot tell anyone, not ever”. I just told her, as she smiled…Martha was already moving towards me. She kissed me on my open lips and kaçak iddaa she reached her hands up my shirt. She was a bit aggressive…Then her hands pushed me and she made me straddle her on a sofa. Her soft hands held my tits, twisting my hardened nipples between her fingers.Our wet tongues danced in each other mouth, as we caressed our bodies.She stripped off her skirt and blouse. Her eyes were in line with mine and she gazed a moment, touching me gently, exploring my body with her hands.I let my head fall back to enjoy the sensation of her wet, swirling tongue. “I want to be inside of your panties, Martha”. I said into her ear…She took my hand, stood and walked me over to the big couch. We slipped off our panties and my t-shirt. Then I pushed her down on the couch and knelt in front of her, opening her thighs to get a view of her pussy. Martha had a pretty pussy; she had a landing strip trimmed in her belly. She followed me with her eyes kaçak bahis as I went down on her. Then she rested her head to the side, enjoying me as I licked her. I wanted to do this to her…Soon her juices covered my chin as I brought my head up and began to sink my fingers in her wetness, quickly rubbing her clit faster and faster…Martha closed her eyes and moaned loud in pleasure.”Are you going to cum in my fingers, Dear Martha…? I asked playfully.She nodded quickly, her face contorted in a sensual expression.Then she curled her head down towards me and her butt came up as I fingered her into a massive climax. Her hips pumped up and down as her cries of pleasure filled the entire living room. Her response was truly hot…I felt myself dripping as I maintained my fingers motion, holding her at climax as long as her body would allow. She released finally and rolled back against the cushion, panting heavily and shivering.She laughed. “I can’t believe you have never done that before…””Switch places with me, babe” Martha told me.”I am going to teach you some old tricks for our next time together…”I smiled, got on my back; spread my legs, closed my eyes and just waited…

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