My saliva was drenching his pantyhose and this made it easier to lick even more of his cock. I began putting the tip of his cock in my mouth and loved...how the pantyhose felt as his cock strained against the material. For what seemed like only seconds, but in reality was about thirty minutes, I enjoyed mouthing his hosed cock, using my lips and tongue to please him but also satisfy my pantyhose fueled lust. Almost without thinking, I eased down his pantyhose, I sheepishly looked at him and asked. " I've had a few things on my mind, so why don't you just lay off," I almost shouted back at her."Back off shit head, this isn't Lisa you're talking to," Karen replied. "What the hell do you want Keith, or are you just going to wallow in self pity the rest of your life?" she continued."I want my damm life back." "I want it to be like it was before all this crap happened," I said looking at my drink."I thought you said your marriage was stale and you wanted to liven it up," Cathy asked. "Do you. It was hairy still he was licking. What a feeling it was. My eyes were closed and his arms were squeezing my boobs hard. With every touch, my hormones were making me wild. I was in need of a dick now. I just pushed him away and made him sit. Now I spread my legs and guided his dick inside.It was a big dick that made me feel crazy. My hand was on his shoulder. He squeezed my boobs with his hands. I started moving up and down and he was supporting me by moving. Sweet moans were there and even he. Tommy liked that part of the job. My son grabbed a quick shower and we headed for the supermarket for some take-out from the deli counter. A while later we were back at the motel, enjoying our impromptu meal. As we finished our food, I briefed Tommy on the day’s activities, including my contacting a divorce lawyer and my conversation with his mother. ‘I think she’s finally figured out this is real and not just some temper tantrum on my part. I’ve told her you’re with me, and you’re okay. Have.