Wait! What the fuck was going on? Why was I looking at Mom and appraising her as I would some college chick? I was mentally tabulating her assets and ...as ready to assign her a number? This isn't right!I saw the old flower bed and attacked it with my pick and also with a damn fury. I need to think properly. Straighten up and fly right, dumbshit.Although, since I had already calculated a number, I might as well share it: 9.5.Now, you may say that's a damn high number for a mid-forties woman.. As Callie tidied up the living room, she stumbled across the letter from the tax commission and realized as she opened it, that this must have been what had upset Cade. She opened the letter and read it. She didn't understand fully what it meant, but she knew it was bad. She put the letter away and finished straightening up the living room, trying to get rid of the feelings of gloom and doom that were beginning to consume her. She was determined to help Cade find a way to keep moving forward. ”The licking and kissing of her soft glossy lips continued for some time. Then she pushed me on the bed and started to suck my 6 3/4 inches long dick. She was shell-shocked on seeing such a big cock and gave me a sloppy blowjob.After that, we were in the 69 position and I ate her pussy. And we both were enjoying and shouting and moaning loudly,”Ohhhhh, ahh, ouch, wow, ahh.”But then we heard a knock on the door. I covered my self up in fear of getting caught and she put some decent clothes and. Then, without thinking about what I was doing, I simply put my hands onto her shoulders, and when she didn’t move, I let my hands slide down the front of her uniform and over her breasts – which I then cupped and held.The only thing that happened was that she took a deep breath and slightly leaned back against me. So I ‘squeezed’ her breasts through the material and ran my thumbs over where I thought her nipples ought to be. As she made no objections, I released and repeated my actions, only.