The skirt was a lulu! Bloody hell, I can't go out wearing this, she thought! (but then the £ signs flashed up before her eyes!)She had heard about sl...t skirts before now. But this one had TWO slits! And they went a very long way up. It reached on her to just below the knee. And it also was a very aggressive shade of red.And then! The TOP! Sleeveless and white with broad horizontal red stripes, it buttoned up not far enough to cover her cleavage. Veronica was never one for bare arms, even in the. She comes up with these ideas that wind up driving both of us nuts. She keeps thinking of different ways for the both of us to load our mouths with cum. Last time she got filled with cum in all her holes and I posted the experience in the story named "fill er up". This time it was the gloryhole.One night last week, we stopped into one of the adult bookstores that we frequent. There are a good number of booths in the back but only a few of them have gloryholes. One of them has two which is the. Everything was life-changing for her. She enjoyed every minute of it. She found the truth in what her son was saying. He was right. She was indeed enjoying her life.Me: Why take it away? We should both set our limits when we both were enjoying this?Mom looked up, met my eye. Her eyes were wet, a tear was about fall down. She nodded!Mom: I never thought it like this. I never knew you would think so much about me. You care so much for your mom, baby? You really love me that much?Me: Of course!. ”The ride to the diner was quiet—at first. Then it was pregnant with meaning.“We’re about to have a serious conversation. That about right,” said Rina.“Yes,” I said, “very serious.”“Boy oh boy, she really stung you didn’t she,” said Rina, it was not a question.“Not so much her as her mother. Her mother is the one who put her up to it. It’s her mother that is cutting me out of her life, and would cut me out of all of their lives if she got the chance. Well, now she won’t have to work so hard at.