’ ‘You don’t have a girlfriend?’ she said, suddenly confident and sultry, and her hand was still moving down the buttons, and she raised her o...ther hand to her breast and I shuddered and gasped no. ‘A wife? You’re not gay?’ and I whispered no and no again and she smiled wider and slid her white shirt over her dark skin, and then she was standing in front of the desk unfastening her chaste white bra. ‘Then it isn’t wrong,’ she said, lowering her bra slowly, so slowly, I thought I would die before. I want to see you waddling around with my baby inside you.”Mom giggled and she stroked his cock.“You just want to see my boobs bloated with milk, you dirty old man. I saw the way you looked at me when I was nursing Rick.”“Why did you stop nursing so soon?” he asked.“My breasts hurt. They ached from all that milk. That’s why I had the doctor give me a shot right after Rick was born to make it dry up.”“Don’t worry, sweet pussy, I know what to do with all that milk,” he said gently.“I’ll bet you. Probably rib eye." I like a good steak. How about you?" Definitely working on this introvert."I guess. Mom thinks you like steak." I think most guys like steak so it's a safe bet." I have to go." OK." And she was gone. Our longest conversation. She was definitely warming up to me. I wondered what her conversations with her mom were like.That evening I realized it had been a long since I'd been on a date where I cared about the results. Lots of dates but with less interesting, and certainly less. I was still peeing, asked her to come near and lifted her nighty and saw her bushy cunt, she started blushing, I slightly fingered her, she started getting wet.Then took her to the hall.It was 10 already.I blindfolded her, peeped outside no human movement, tied her eyes and hands, took her to terrace.It was chilly and breezy.Took a mat and couple of towels and coconut oil and scissors.Made her lie on the mat and released her hands, weather was damn sexy and breezy, sounds of birds.She was.