Chris noticed Pam's strangely downcast face."Well, I'm sure that some house is good," he conceded. "It's just that I've not heard any."One morning, a ...few days later, when his mum and Pam were both out of the house, he sneaked into his mum's room, something he rarely did, and noticed with some disconcertment that the sofa bed showed no evidence at all of having been opened. However, he did notice that the sheets on his mum's bed mattress were pushed carelessly to one side and that there were the. Now I do not want to know their name or their k**s, wife, job or even hear about their dog. I just want a big gooey load delivered in my pussy. So I will just walk up and tell them that I am mad at my husband and would like to give them a blow job to get back at him. What loser would turn down a BJ from a good looking mature woman so we end up in the parking lot or up in their room. I have gotten good at sucking their dick right up to when they are about to cum, I can sense that they are. ” She spoke english with a heavy accent, either eastern european or from some romanic country, I couldn’t be sure. She nodded and tried to look regal, but obviously putting up a front. “I’m charmed,” she said, “I had not thought anyone to be here at this hour, as it is my usual time to bathe, and there rarely is anyone here then.”I shrugged. “I’m a night owl,” I said, catching her staring at my pubes and breasts. “But I can come back later if you’d like some privacy,” I offered, acting like I. I guess a beer would have to be my consolation prize.I flipped the page of the book looking for another spell. I thoughtabout trying a simpler spell first to make sure I was doing thingsright."Here's your beer, man," Mark said, a beer can being held in my face. Iblinked as the tone of the voice registered in my ears. I looked at thefeminine hand holding the can and immediately looked up at the girl thehand was attached to."Mark?!" I gasped. "Is that you?" Umm..." the girl looked confused. .