Mom: your eggs are almost ready darling.At the very moment she turned to me the dressing grown opened up just enough for me to see her tits coming out... I could not believe my eye, her nipple was pink and hard, the shape of her breast was awesome and she did not look her age at all. I could not leave my eye from her wonderful figure. She noticed it and smiled.Mom: I’m sorry boy; this dress is not covering much. Do you want me to change?Me: no mom it’s alright I really don’t mind.Normally my. Well what was I going to do? She lay on her back and guided him up and over her, again that guttural moan as he went into her except much sharper and louder now. It only took them a few more minutes after that (I would have come again but couldn't that quickly) She had her legs spread wide and her arms tight at her body, pulling and grinding the guy's ass into her as deeply as she could, just like she used to do with me the first few times when we first did it. I swear her breasts puffed up. ." I let my emotions rule my head? You think so? Of course I let my fucking emotions rule my head! That bitch, that psychopath turned my wife into ... she made her..." I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring up your..." Can you even imagine what it's like to only be able visit your own wife during the visiting hours of a psychiatric clinic? To only be able to see her from the other side of a glass wall and not be allowed to touch her because all that she cares about is sex? To know that she will never. "Ah Miss Pierpoint. I apologize again for the earlier mix up. We willhave your regular suite ready on your next visit; do you know when thatmight be?" The twenty third of next month." I replied, flashing her a coy smile."Perhaps we could find time to have lunch one afternoon and... chat fora bit." I'd like that very much, Miss Pierpoint." Jeanne smiled in return,blushing slightly.My cell phone rang as I rode in the limo to the airport, and I answeredwithout hesitation."Erica Pierpoint." I said.