Mom went in the sitting room of the apartment - I could see everything through the keyhole of the door, she was being very quiet and putting on makeup... & fancy lingerie, I was getting excited now because I knew what was going on - after 5 mins she quietly opened the door to the apartment and the same man came in. The Man didn't even kiss or hug her, he didn't waste any time in foreplay either, and told her to bend over the sofa - the angle they were about to fuck in was perfect because when she. “If you are going to play with that thing, you need some moisturizer of some kind. This is a lubricant that will make it feel better for you.” She continued rubbing it on my dick and occasionally would dab a finger up my ass very lightly.“There, now why don't you try pulling on it now that it is all slicked up and see how you like it.” As embarrassed as I was, my dick was almost completely erect again so I did as she said and she was right, it felt so much better this way. And with her watching. Kind of best buds I guess. We always talked about getting married, having a family and a farm of our own. When we were older, we had sex, and she felt good. I still remember how we went down to the holler and swam in the pond naked. Then there were the times in the barn on top the hay bales. She was quite the filly. I really never pictured life without her. I didn’t go to college because I was going to help Dad and Mom with the family farm. My brother and sister went and furthered their. You did those fine, very well, square and neat. Nothing by A's." He looked around. "Get a clean piece of paper, but when you really do this at home, it should be on an unlined paper. I forgot to bring some up today, but I'll give you a test for a grade on unlined paper tomorrow. That fair?" He remembered the ream of paper that had gotten wet.Groans, mumbling, foot shuffling."OK, I get it. On lined paper. Now, in the upper right, leaving a margin, about as wide as your thumb, write the date,.