Wow again. Just like the first night I met her, she was wearing her pink blouse and the black skirt that seemed to barely cover her bottom. I gave her... a brief kiss, and her mom simply told her “Don’t stay out too late you two.”Linda looked at her, and said “So you want me home by,” and that was as far as she got. Mrs. Carol simply repeated “Don’t stay out too late.”Hand in hand we headed out, and once again I had a feeling we were being watched as I held the door open for her before I got in. Heavy black mascara andeyeliner, blue-green eyeshadow, rouged cheeks and red lipstick. Hernails are long and red; they must be falsies but they look great!She looks so sexy! My cock begins to harden and tents my pants."Yep I knew it!" she smiles."What?" I stammer."I thought the accident may have changed you; but it obviously hasn't,"she says sounding a little disappointed."The last few years of our marriage you were only ever able to get it upif I dressed like this. Like a slut," she. ”Maria glanced down at her tia and laughed.“I think someone beat me to it,” she said. “You’re smooth as a newborn baby – and so am I!”Susan reached down to feel her knob standing out on her smooth, bald groin.“Nobody could have done that,” she said, puzzled. “You swear you didn’t do that to me overnight?””“Swear to God,” Maria said. “Hey, someone did mine, too. And it was as thick as the hair on my head.”“I guess that was part of the deal,” Susan shrugged. “Oh, well. Turn around, sweetheart.. She had her arms draped over his shoulders, and she was sobbing bitterly onto his chest as she felt her tender cherry get taken. Her sobs turned to gasps, though, as he began sawing his cock in and out of her. No matter how not ready she was mentally and emotionally for sex, she was under the influence of the Stuff, and her body was more than ready. Soon her hips were meeting his stroke for stroke, and the moment his balls erupted into her, she shuddered and passed out from the sensations.