The mirror refused to laugh.She sighed after a hard day's work and finished undressing for her bath.Naked and vulnerable, her troubles she hoped to dr...own.Extra soap and water so hot they dissolved, all but one.One last tick clicked in her skull like a needle lost in a clinic.Her longing cunt was picking away, sapping her puritan ethic.So many years, was her husband gone, buried in another town.Years of single mothering had emboldened Billy, her son.The lad grew great interest in private parts. Greg didn’t have that problem.” Laura told how she pushed Greg further. She said she was the one who dared him to make her pussy lips swell to seal his juice inside. She begged him to suck and pinch and bruise her nipples so she would feel it the next day. “Dan, I swear to god that I love it like that sometimes, so rough I almost can’t stand any more. I cum so hard after rough sex like that.” Monday night’s story was almost over. They finished the champagne as Laura told the end. “Greg wanted. Her juice was sweet and fragrant, and it made me dizzy up close like this. Her hand went to my head, but she went weak in her whole body as the sensations took her over. Moans filled my ears, excited me, as her soft, sexy body moved under my grip. Maybe a minute later I pulled back, and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Her eyes were closed and breath heavy, with a couple strands of that golden hair plastered to her slightly prespiring forehead. When I kissed her, she threw her arms. The cam phone pics she was sending in the intrim did not do her justice. She was sat there teasing me flashing her nipples occasionally and sucking in them then the subject came up “So how old are you anyway I know your older. 27 I reply truthfully. Thats it I thought party over. “COOL” came her reply. I wont post her age as not sure on the rules of ages but I will say she was at least 13 years my junior.So this had been going on for about a year now then I got a message from.