There was only a little seepage of white stuff to hang like little pearls upon her pussy hair. Glynn sat back, catching his breath and holding his gre...sy rod. "That--that was fantastic," his mother breathed. "It was all I hoped it would be, and more. Now I've had you in all ways, lover--pussy and mouth and ass." Awkwardly, he climbed down off the bed and went to the bottle of liquor to drink sparingly from its neck and make a face. "I hope they give us a few minutes more." She came to her feet. She looked good as always. She wore a jean skirt and a loose fitting top. Nothing too revealing. This curvy brunette with a sweet disposition and mischievous eyes, asked how I was doing and I said fine. My mom wants me to get the her stuff, she said. She misses you! Thanks for saying that but I doubt it, I said. You doubt what? she said. I doubt the part about missing me. I have no doubt about her wanting her shit back. Actually, she doesnt want it back. The clothes she left, she didnt want.. *******When I finally pulled into the park, my chest was sore, my legs were rubbery, and I was completely out-of-breath. Clearly, I was in worse shape than I thought. I spotted a police SUV parked in the church parking lot across the street, and idly wondered if it was the same one that had passed me earlier, but didn't think much of it. The cops were always parked there, and I felt a little better knowing there were watching eyes to protect me in case some macho runners decided to take offense. It upset me greatly and I vowed to modify my lifestyle. Other things have occurred as well that actually benefited me. My friend Debbie sold her house and moved to Florida. Her daughter Krista then lived with me for about two years, which was a great help. She helped me with my kids, shopping and other things while I recovered. She also helped run my spa. She now lives on her own but we're still very close.I sold my spa in July of this past year to one of my employees. I still do massages at my.