I couldn’t think straight. But I knew I had to do this. I couldn’t just go on with my fantasies, so I said, “Okay, Keith, if that’s what you w...ant, I’ll do it.”“Good…Here’s a plan: You wear only a raincoat and heels. In a half-hour, meet me at the 7-Eleven at the corner of 17th Street and Grove. I’ll be parked in a quiet corner. We can talk, you can take off your coat and we’ll touch and enjoy each other…would you like to do that?””Yes. I want to do that, Keith. but let’s wait until 8 when it. The two girls sharing the back seat with us couldn't believe their eyes. Oh my God, one said, they're actually doing it! I took my time, gently working my cock inside her, and with mum's weight bearing down on my lap I couldn't push much further up her anyway. The sensation was just too good to hurry, and mum seemed blissed out with her eyes closed. However, I must have been hitting the spot, because after some minutes mum suddenly stiffened and said: God, I think I'm coming! as she. ”“What, mom, what else can I do, to make you happy I want you to be happy, I love you mom.”“Why the one thing that hasn't changed, since that night, a month ago is this . .” The image of Barb on the large screen bent low and kissed her 'son' on the lips. Barb in the shrink's office, picked up the remote and paused the image, to kiss her real son beside her. She took his arm and draped it over her shoulder and placed his hand directly on her breast, the nipple in his palm. She kissed him,. Alone in the middle of the evening, the nearest neighbors miles away, she put down her Kindle to cautiously investigate."Who is it?" Melissa shouted from behind the door.The incessant pummeling on the door stopped."I'm Reggie Johnson, your neighbor from up the road. I'm stuck out here and need help, please," a voice that sounded vaguely familiar replied. Melissa did not recognize the name, but the passage Bill had read to her earlier – "helping a stranger in need" – spoke to her now.A clatter.