Not thinking I stood up just as I was about to cum and found my self face to face with mom. Now, before I got any further I must describe my mom. My m...om is the definition of a MILF. She is 5’4” with an hourglass figure. She had me when she was only 20 so she was still very young. Her tits were perfect at a 36D cup and they hung perfectly still. Her perfect cleavage was enough to cause any man to spring a boner and want to fuck her. Her blonde hair and blue eyes complemented her voluptuous ass. She got me through the worst day of my life since The Houses were sold.” She thought for a moment. “Wait, no! The worst day since the LAST time we thought you were dead, bitch!”She thought another moment, and Helen was about to respond when Julie raised her hand.“You didn’t go to all this to get me to paint the fucking portrait, did you?”Helen looked down at her abdomen, at the area that was beneath a hospital gown and the folds of Propappou’s jacket; where she could feel the bandages covering. You whimper almost, not wanting him to go, but not yet ready to initiate the next step. He kisses you softly and hugs you for a long and passionate embrace, then turns to leave and promises to call you in the next day or so. Dream Guy III That night, after he leaves you in the quietness of your own home, your mind reels with pure happiness. He didn’t force his attentions on you and responded perfectly to everything that you initiated. “I didn’t even know they MADE men like that” you think to. And there have been other things. Like what you just said back there on the bench." Kathy, I..." When you made that remark about things slacking off and enjoying life. What's wrong, Bill? Darnit, what are friends for if they can't help each other? I know that something is bothering you and..." My wife is fucking around on me," he bluntly said, turning and starting on down the drive.Kathy stood for a second, then jogged to catch up. Grabbing his arm, she said, "Are you sure? I mean, we're gone.