Before she was half-way through “No Blade Of Grass,” she started crying.When it had ended, her first question was “Why on earth would anyone rec...ord something as horrible as that?”I said in its own way it was strangely beautiful (actually I think anything Roger Whittaker records is usually beautiful), but it had actually been recorded for a movie about the end of the world, by the same name as the song, then I asked her what she had thought about while listening?She scoffed at the idea any part. I learned more about Mia during lunch that I liked, and with Amanda'spermission I traded phone numbers with her. The whole lunch was informalso no speeches or other things were going on, so about noon with apromise to talk soon Amanda and I left to go to her car. "You need achange I'm guessing?"I blushed but nodded as I hurried to keep up with her.At the car she picked me up and felt my diaper, "I think it'll holduntil we get home?"I nodded, "I shouldn't need to go anymore until then." Okay,. Suddenly her hand was off my cock, but after a while I felt some wet thing on my cock. She applied her spit on my cock and again tried to enter it into her. She pressed her back side to me and at the same time she held my tool and took it to her entry. She pushed her body towards me but it was not entering yet. Finally she was able to enter my cock tip into her she was so hot inside. As she started to make to and fro movements, it came out of her.How can I share my real feeling with you. She. I asked several times what happened, but he would dispose of me and answer some nonsense. The next day was school and work day. That day, my husband went to Brussels for a few days, and I had an evening meeting with several of the company's clients. As usual at such dinners there was a lot of good food and some alcohol. Full and after a few glasses of dry red wine I came back home. The son was in his room. I looked at him, how are you, son? He answered everything right without looking at me..