After that, we fucked one more time. As it was nearing tea hour she dressed and left, promising to come back the next afternoon. The next afternoon we...fucked, kissed, licked and sucked each other nearly non-stop for over two hours before we had to break up as it was getting late and agreed to meet again the next day at the same time. When she came the next day, I was waiting for her. We kissed passionately and then undressed. On seeing my cock in its full glory, she squealed with joy and. ”“Still. I get...”“You can’t be jealous, Mom. You have Harv...”“I know. It’s just that when I think of you living over there with THEM...”“How’s what they do any different than you and Harv?”“That’s not what I mean...”“What do you mean, then...”“She’s YOUR age...”“Two years older, almost.”“Close. And she’s having an active sex life...”“So what’s the point? You think I need a bad example for ME to have an active sex life?”“I would hope you didn’t...”“Mom, d’ya know how many of my. I have recently read a supposed fictional book of mystery that was so dedicated to describing this station and that station and the exact times and the number of passengers as well as points of interest along the route that I despair of such tricks of “filling the pages” with trivia unnecessary to the plot.I will admit right up front that I was a bit sparkling with good will at that point in time by the unrelated circumstance of imbibing spirits beyond my usual point of moderation before. I felt her hand slowly moving down between my thighs, I eased my legs wider apart. She found my pussy lips, more like flaps really. I felt her exploring them, understanding them. She separated them, spreading me wide, she caressed along the inside.I could tell that she knew where my clit was, as when she was ready, her fingers went straight to it, she didn’t need to search.Mind you, it wouldn’t take a lot of searching for, it’s too big for that. One of my ex-girlfriends told me, that it was no.