Like me she’s tall. She’s kept her figure well, and is blonde at the moment. She’s had a succession of lovers since dad died, but nothing’s ev...r lasted for more than a few months. She lives about thirty minutes drive from our home near Sheffield. The up side of all this is that she was available to mind the k**s when they were younger, and good for sleepovers which they do once a month. The bad news is that she thinks our house is an extension of hers. And our lives, for that matter.“Lincoln. Then she opened her mouth, and looking up at me, she let it slide between her teeth, real slow. She let the underside glide down her tongue and hit the back of her throat before she clamped her lips down around it. I know Im not huge, but at seven inches, I figured I was pretty well hung for my age. But I was still surprised when my mother forced her head down on me, hard, and my cock pushed past the back of her throat, and buried itself to the hilt. When she stuck out her tongue and started. He didn’t get home till after midnight. Mom told us kids not to let him in. He beat on the door, and hollered, ‘Caroline, let me in!’ He must have said it five times. ‘Let me in or I’ll bust the door down!’ said Dad. All of us kids were in our rooms, we were scared. We never saw Dad quite this drunk. I knew one thing, that if Dad called me to open the door I would have done it, but luckily he didn’t. Mom yelled to him to go sleep in the car. Neither she nor the kids were going to open the door.. As it happens, an old platonic friend from school had messaged her on social media and she’d talked to him on and off for a few weeks. It was rumored that he was well-endowed and as they talked from day to day it became clear he was interested in visiting her.I enjoyed the thought, encouraging her to let him come by. I played at teasing her, telling her that I knew she was thinking about what he could do to her behind closed doors and such. I would text her gifs of bad girls getting it good.