“Okay Honey.It,s just that your Dad won,t take me to bed any more and I miss sex!” she sniffed. “What? You want to DO IT with me?” I was flabb...rgasted as this was my mother who both mentally and physically abused me for years. “I,ll never punish you for anything again if you do this for me!” She promised and rubbed my stiffening cock,through my tight jeans. “I’ll even Suck you to get you hard!” She promised. So I let her release my hard prick and begin sucking me as we sat on the lake bank, Mom. She was even more gorgeous close-up. “Do you mind if I join you?” she asked.“What? I, oh, I’m sorry. Sure, go ahead and have a seat,” I said. How did she know what ii was thinking about? That freaked me out a little bit. I had to get to know her and what better way? I got the bartender's attention and ordered a round of drinks for us. She didn’t sit on the stool next to me. She was standing awfully close to me like we were a couple.“Thanks. I’m Natasha, by the way.” She held out her. A shitload of hands went up. "How many of your wives are over there on the auction block?" That got similar numbers -- which made it a poor selection criterion. "How many of them aren't here at all?" That got a smattering -- maybe twenty. "Walk away, boys," she told them. "How many of you REALLY want your old lady with you if you can swing it?" Maybe sixty percent of the previous pool raised their hands. "How many don't?" The forty percent answered. "You that don't can hit the bricks, too -- no. It was simple, he wore a plain black t-shirt and new pair of jeans. This girl meant something to him. I hope he survived her. He was carrying a grocery bag with a green book showing through the dull plastic. He was giddy and impervious right now. That was for the best."You ready to go, babe?" He smiled and Eden got up and tucked her hair behind her left ear. She crossed to the bookshelf and picked up the thin paperback."Room in your bag for this?" She asked and Matthew took it."Joe! Quit mind.