.10 I felt a bit sorry for him, the guy behind was pulling up his pants, he shed the condom and threw it on the bed, then he went out followed by the ...ounger guy, I picked up the still warm rubber and looked at it, the seminal fluid filled the bulb at the end, I stared at it for a few seconds, that could have been inside me, would I have come if I had felt it shooting into me?, I threw it into the bin after tying it and put on my thong and skirt, I also put on my bra then decided to leave off. “Sorry, shouldn’t have been so graphic, dear. So many explicit details, and in front of our son, no less,” Dennis blushed, tossing back more wine to go with his Yankee pot roast.“Hey, I opened that door and you walked through it. It’s my fault, too, babe,” Lizzie flushed a bit as well.“Will you two listen to yourselves? You clearly still want to be married, not divorced! So get the fuck remarried already, Mom and Dad! Seriously! What’s stopping you? Pride? Fuck pride, as Marsellus Wallace said!. Regardless of all this, he still had to clarify one last time “Friends with benefits? You’re sure?”He had barely pressed enter on his question when Denise’s came through, “Trust me. I’m sure. If I were there right now you’d be able to feel how sure I am.”“Well, who am I to say no to such an offer from such a beautiful woman?” he replied. He briefly thought that he was glad that his boss didn’t monitor the company’s work computers as he probably wouldn’t approve of such conversations during. With each pass through his mother’s natural division, he felt the warmth envelope his one finger he let linger there. He could also feel the entrance into the depths of her inner canal as he moved it down. Her sexual opening seemed to give each time his finger glided down over it and then back up again. It was like the soft wet hole of desire was inviting him to enter each time he ran his finger through it. Scotty so wanted to sink his finger inside his mother, but actually was holding off.