Rather than taking the final then, they decided that after the final they would explain to their professor why they missed it. They said that they vis...ited friends but on the way back they had a flat tire. As a result, they missed the final.Professor Olesnicki agreed they could make up the final the next day. The guys were excited and relieved. They studied that night for the exam.The next day Professor Olesnicki placed them in separate rooms and gave them a test booklet. They quickly answered. So we decided to try a new place that we have not been to before called the Hayloft. There we could have a few drinks, dance and just talk. So we continued to get ready to leave, my wife was wearing a black top that was low cut in the front exposing her magnificent cleavage. The rest of her outfit was more than I could handle, in six years with my wife I have never seen her in a short skirt and I also noticed her putting on new black shoes with a very high heel, more so than I have ever seen. ”He bit his lip.“Please,” she begged.He looked pained again.She touched his face and looked into his green eyes.He hadn’t called her this in two years. He had called her “Angela.” Or worse, “Mrs. Brandt.” A way of distancing himself from the incestuous deed they had committed two years ago perhaps.So, when he finally whispered, “Mother,” to her ear, she beamed, staring up at the ceiling fan to thank God, while he buried his cock into her in such a heavenly moment.“Jamie!” she cried out, as if. ” Said Tom, and he then gave the lad as much instruction as he could.“Have you got the idea now?”“I’m not 100%sure” said the lad.“Hmmm! “ murmured Tom, “now, us old guys, when we want a bit of sexual relief go out to the copse of trees on top of the hill behind the village. In the middle there’s an old oak tree with a knot hole at just the right height, go up there where no one can see you and practice.”So, on his wedding night they went to the only place in the village, the local pub.Tom.