I knew she was divorced but I just couldn't understand how her husband could have ever left her; I knew I never would if I'd been married to her. Alth...ugh mom told me not to pester her, she didn't seem to mind my being around, and I used the excuse of helping her with yard work so I could hang at her house. There was never anything sexual or anything like that but somehow I knew I was in the presence of a woman and it gave me a thrill.Shortly after my eighteenth birthday, my girl Lorna broke up. I locked the door of the hotel from inside. The only sound was the humming was of the air conditioner. I placed my hands of her firm voluptuous butts and separated tem wide to reveal the two volcanoes of sensuality situated deep into the ravines below. My cock shuddered as I bent down, pushing it between the two mountains into the flowing river of sex juices below. I held her tight as my hands roamed all over that soft, hot skin. Despite the air conditioning we were both perspiring and my hands. He eventually resigned himself to having to answer it.He snatched up the handset and barked into it, "What?" Detective Harris?" said a female voice on the other end. The voice sounded calm and business like, and not at all sympathetic to his lack of sleep.He sighed. "This is Harris," he said lugubriously."We've got a hot one for you, sir," the voice said. She even sounded a little excited, as if she were about to tell Harris he'd won the lottery."Shoot," he replied."We have an assault, with a. She acts all shy at first even though we’ve made love before. She closes her legs with her hands between them and cocks her head off to the side and gives me such a sweet and innocent look. I kiss her feet at first and I move up her legs kissing every bit of her. She slowly starts to remove her hands and spread her legs as I get closer and closer to her sweet spot. She spreads her legs fully and I am now on the bed between her legs. I reach one hand up and I start to twist her nipple and pull.