“You okay?”“Yeah. Fine. Thank you.”Thank you. Thank you for your attention and your mouth and your hands and your perfect cock. Thank you for ...making me feel unempty for one beautiful evening.He disappeared from the room and a minute later, I heard the water start. I sat up fast, unable to quell the intense sense of shame. I dressed. Underwear. Jeans. Shirt. Sweater. Coat. I didn’t want to leave the warm apartment but how could I stay? How could I play it like it was all okay? It wasn’t okay. I. Disposing of the cup, she made her way around the building and headed towards her bus-stop. "This fucking itch is gonna drive me crazy." Her nails clawed at her arm through the fabric of her jacket as she took a seat at the bus-stop. Her nostrils flared suddenly as she smelled something tempting and forbidden, she turned to look at the source and found two teenage boys standing by a streetlight, smoking. “It works if you work it, it works if you work it, it works if you work it.” She began. She pressed up against him with her robe hanging opening, pushing her bare breasts into his chest as they kissed. When they finally came up for air, she turned towards her husband as she spoke to him and said, “Ryan, this is my husband Will. As I told you, he will be here to do whatever we want,” looking over at Will, she finished with, “right Will?” He just bent his head in a silent reply.Ryan leaned in close, and Will heard him say, “Ann, you told me about this, but damn, this will be a new. I had a view right up her love tunnel and watched her poise the head of her dildoe at her inflamed pussy hole. She massaged the flaring head through her fleshy slit to spread her pussy slime, and diddled her clit self-consciously. I said, "Would you move your legs apart as far as they'll go, please."Mom made a face, but did as I requested. "Is that better?" Better, but I'd like a better view of your fuck hole. I want a good shot of that rubber dick going in and out. Your pelvis needs to roll.