When we were clean and dried off, mom took me to her bedroom.Gently she lay me on the large double bed, and she climbed up beside me. Her lips met min..., and as I opened my mouth, her tongue entered my mouth. We kissed for ages, then she turned around so her breast was level with my mouth. Her breasts were not as big as Mary’s and her nipples were a much lighter colour. I could see the marks from her swim suit when she sun bathes, unlike Mary’s all over tan. She sucked on my nipple and chest as. But he didn’t seem to notice anything, so I guess I got away with fucking my bosses huge cock, art least this time. As I started cumming in my husband’s mouth, all I could think about was my boss’s huge throbbing cock going deep into my pussy, doing things to me that I’d never had done to me before. When Brad got back up after making me cum, he said, ‘C’mon, we’re going to Bob’s Restaurant for dinner.’ I knew why he wanted to go there, they have big plate glass windows with chairs. She had upgraded his wardrobe significantly and he didn’t seem to mind. Of course he had no idea of the cost of many of those things. He equated a new pair of jeans or a cotton shirt with JC Penny or Wal-Mart prices, certainly not Orvis – she kept those catalogs carefully hidden. So a truck was out of the question. Plus she knew he’d look to buying a truck when he was ready and he would very much enjoy the process of finding just the right one at the right price. He might joke about a new truck. " She would wonder why I needed to groom myself. Was I having sex? Was I sinning? My middle finger grazed my clit. It looked shiny as a pearl and it was so sensitive. That was my hot spot. Goose bumps formed all over my body. I stretched myself open to look inside. The inside pink was glistening from the juices I was creating by just touching myself. I dipped a finger inside.I was stretching myself with two fingers. It hurt a bit but it felt too good to stop. I needed something to fuck myself.