As she belittled him, they fucked, their bodies moving in unison. Striking him several more times, once harder than she meant to, breaking his nose. T...e tiny woman continued to repeat her threats.When he grew bold, he reached up and touched her breast, belly, legs, or back. She smacked him in a quick, rough fashion, and his hands retreated. Only his lust drove him to move his hands over her feverish body again.“If ya pop your nut afore I gets off, I’m gonna shoot your ass, bitch.” Mister Lucky. Rescue me!Joanne's promise to keep in touch lasted a little over a week. She phoned three times the week after the Memorial Day weekend and then twice the following week, followed by a brief Sunday call in the next two weeks. She seemed to sink deeper into her job with each passing week and there was no hope she would be home on any weekend during June. The Fourth of July was a mid-week date and I wondered how Jo would mark that Holiday with her family. I had hoped she would tag the beginning. Wow what a feeling. She pushed my hand away again I touched her ass. This she just held my hand, did not remove it. I slowly inserted my hand inside her short and what I found rather what I did not find was her panty. It was missing; she did not wear it at night. I slid her short down but she pulled em up again I pulled it down and rubbed my penis against ass. I was about to cum but she pulled the short up. I ejaculated on her pant. All my sperms on her pant and I slept peacefully that. But, I was hearing this from my sixteen-year-old son. He was obviously taking note of his mother's physical charms and I just didn't quite know how to handle that."Me? Oh, come on, Ellis, there's lots of girls, lots of women out there better looking than I am." Not really, Mom. I mean it, you're the calendar I'd want hanging in my room." Ellis, I have an idea what you use the calendar for and surely you don't mean ... oh, come on, now." Would that make me a bad son?" No, honey, no, maybe I.