She was wondering if her dad would be ok with a fuck."Ok mom let me try that pussy of yours," She said as she positioned herself in front of her mothe... to ready for a fuck."Oh baby, that doesn't really feel good anymore, my snatch hasn't gotten wet for a while." She said truthfully."Oh come on mom, I've got plenty of lube and Sasha can get you ready if you want." She said really wanting to fuck her mom's pussy."Bobbi, are you sure about this, I've never licked a pussy before..." she said than. As I entered the restaurant the young waitress was ineffectually wiping a layer of red off the tables and I ordered breakfast and coffee. She went out the back to cook it and I realised she probably also filled the cars and cleaned the toilets. High tech this wasn't but if she did all this she probably knew everyone locally, what and who did who and what. I leant my old frame over the kitchen servery as she banged a frypan onto the old wood-fired Kookaburra stove and asked if she knew anyone. I'm supposed to find the solution.In the meantime...." She reached into her purse, pulled out a pack ofWrigley's Spearmint, and handed it to me."Gum?" I asked quizzically."It will keep your mouth moist until we can come up with a better fix.For some reason, our salivary glands aren't producing moisture at thelevels they're supposed to. Now," she said, suddenly brightening."Today's agenda--makeup lessons." She saw me roll my eyes, shake myhead, and open my mouth. But before I could offer a loud. She said there was no way she would leave him, no matter what I said or did. I could even file for divorce, if I did not like it. She no longer had sex with me. We were only together because of our k**s, who did not know what was going on. It was if she had driven a stake in my heart. Luckily, I was a cuckold, because I hung in there. As time went on, there were even a couple of times when she allowed me to orally clean her up after dates with her boyfriend. I even met her boyfriend, who was 12.