----------------- I still think about that night. It was the most thrilling thing that ever happened to me. After that, we looked forward to so much m...re. I was dying to eat her pussy and the ultimate….fuck my own mom, and have us both climax at the same time. We continued our lives as usual during the day. She still would grope me when ever she got the chance, and I felt her up any time I got the chance. We both got chills and tingles in our body’s as we felt us. We both couldn’t wait till the. I'm doing this because I really want to. With that decided, I got up and prepared for the day.I took a quick shower. I made sure there was no stubble on my pussy and then, stepping out, lightly oiled by skin again. I applied a drop of Chanel No .5 in a few strategic locations. (He has expensive tastes.) I did my teeth and hair. After applying my make-up lightly, I put together my overnight bag, brush, comb, make-up, oils, face soap, shampoo and conditioner (the large bottle) and perfume. That's. Henry for some "unwritten background".I checked on the internet and found that Ms. St. Henry had quite the reputation for fostering the myth of Witch spirits still haunting the old houses in Salem. It sounded like maybe she had reason for her beliefs. It seemed a valid theory, judging from the perspective of my recent exposure to ghostly visits.I was startled to find Ms. St. Henry atop an exercise bike on her enclosed front porch. She was a strong featured woman in her early forties. Her figure. It's not like boasting about a newbat or latest developments in compound bows, when you try to by acatsuit as a man. I waited until no-one was around the gymnastics anddancing stuff, while pretending to look at fishing gear. Then I wentover to gymnastics. I could stop myself from whistling at last second.This would have been too 'inconspicuous' - just like a neon sign 'I amno pervert'. I ignored all the shiny and glamorous ones, hurriedlygoing for plain dark blue and black. I settled for a.