I explained to him that our wives were friends and once Sally realized, she asked would we be interested in going out for dinner. I told him that I th...ought that it would be a great idea. It would give him an opportunity to get to know Ronnie and me better and for me to get to know one of Ronnie’s friends. His response was immediate.“You have to be fucking joking, Ron.”“No, I’m not joking. Why are you reacting so aggressively, Joe?”“You want me to go out to dinner with my wife and my prostitute. " I came baby. My dick needs to rest for a bit." But I must admit, you're really getting the hang of giving your old man a blow job." You're not old dad. Compared to some of the other k**'s dads, you look a lot younger than they do." Thank you sweetheart. Now. Do you remember what I did to Brittany last night?" No. I wasn't really paying attention. I know she was sitting on your head, but I didn't see what you were doing." Take off your shorts and underwear, and lay on the couch."She did as I. I had to understand what it was. I swallowed and found that it was popular. A subset of MILF porn. That made my jaw drop. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old girls with perfect bodies but instead was watching older women having sex with young men.Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a whole new world of porn. The phrase “Mothers I’d Love to Fuck” stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. I was a mother. I stared down at my frumpy sweatshirt and sweatpants. Comfortable. We met Ghumar again and wished good bye to him and promised to come back soon. Shikha had called Ramesh and asked him to pick us up in front of the building where he had dropped us.We both were very sore and it was difficult to even walk but we supported each other and went down to find the car parked and Ramesh standing outside the to open the door for us. He supported us both and closed the door behind us when we sat inside. Ramesh started to drive on our way back. We both were sitting almost.