“What am I thinking?”“I’ve seen you at work. I know it doesn’t happen a hundred percent of the time, but you LIKE what you do.”“I do,”...he admitted. “And I think that you did, too.”“Was kinda fun. People, responsibility, scenery...”“Soooo,” he said, “we could pick a project every year or so, work, bank the money, and when we’re not working, we hitch up that travel trailer and we go places and LIVE there on our schedule, not somebody’ else’s.”“That lady in Chattanooga said we really needed to see. She pushed him from her, annoyed at the familiarity, asking if he wanted breakfast, together they tackled bacon eggs and toast, sitting in the garden to eat and enjoy the summer day before the heat got unbearable. Laughing, Toby asked if she had managed to enjoy a night of passion, last evening? He was told curtly, to mind his own, “but” she said, “she would now not be worried if she was pregnant, as it was, in her words ‘covered!’” he looked relieved, it hadn’t been the foremost of his. No. I dont want to eat your sperm. She said. I ate your pussy juice and it tasted good, my sperm will taste good too. I said. Michelle glanced at my cum and looked at me. O- Okay. She said and slurped up the puddle of cum on her hand. Her face grimaced as she tasted it. It&hellip,doesnt taste very good. She said as she swallowed. Itll taste better the more you eat. I said. I lay on the bed next to Michelle. We started to catch our breath as we recovered from our first fuck. Our fingers. .she said i had startled her and look at the state of her not even dressed, my MIL had lovely very sexy underwear, many a time i have wanked into a pair of her worn panties, and cum in them, she never knew well i thought she didnt.She did her top up and I couldn’t help but compliment her taste in the style of her bra, see through lace very nice. She laughed and looked at my crutch and could see the hardness in my trousers, She walked over to me and placed her hand on my erect cock and squeezed.