He said, "My pa taught me ta start with, an' I been practicin' ever since."I said, "You do know that my victory today was as much luck as anything els...e?" Yeah, I know that, but ya're still better than me. Ya're the best pistol shot I ever heard of." How would you like to join my shooting school as an instructor? I'll start you out at $1 per day per student that finishes the course. That come to $120 per month if all five of your students stick with it, and you teach every week. Are you. Sometimes, I’m a true bitch, just ask Bob”, she chuckled.“Well, sometimes I’m a horse’s ass, if it comes down to that, as I’m sure Linda would attest. We all have our moments.”“That we do, my Dear.”We went in the bathroom, where I let Loren have the first turn on the toilet. Just to tease me, I’m sure, she skinned out of her clothes before I got my turn.It was hard (so to speak), but I managed to empty my bladder before my reflexes got the better of me.“That was evil!” I said with a laugh.“If. I now slide my hands down to my cock and start jerking off with both hands as my mom holds my head steady as I eat out her thick curly asshole.Just then, the house phone in my room starts to ring.“Answer it mom,” I said as I was still eating out her black-haired asshole, “and I’m not stopping while you’re on the phone.”“Oh my god babe, are you sure? Ok I’ll try…Hello? Hey honey. You’re not coming home tonight? Where are you going? You and the guys are getting a room there? Ok when will you. Champagne got drunk, but I virtuously refused wine, told the waiter I was driving, got an approving smile from her. She found her appetite and cleaned her plate. We talked about everything except friendship and going steady. Never does to spook the serious ones. There was atmosphere between us, sure, but it felt promising.Going back she loosened her seat belt, moved over some. God bless the Valiant and its bench front seat. She leaned against me a little on the curves and I kept both hands on.