I should be having this conversation in person, but I have my reasons. I can’t deny the physical chemistry between us, and I am sure that would be a...huge factor in my ability to tell you what I need to say. So I have to write it. It has become obvious to me that we are incompatible. I know you might wonder why I think this or how I know, and you just have to trust me on this, William. I do know. And I don’t like it and it hurts like hell, but I know. I don’t know what else to say, except I. She was 5’6 brunette hair and brown eyes. She had a great set of tits, nice round ass. I asked what she would like me to do next; she said she has some inside the house work replacing some lights and faucets in her bathrooms. I said no problem that should be an easy enough. I asked if she minded if I quickly washed up, she didn’t mind, so she showed the bathroom. We walked by her boys’ room and bathroom, and asked where they were and she said with their father. He walked into her master. ’then i climbed on her and put my dick on the entrance of her love hole.she spread her thighs and glided my cock in her wet pussy. I took her in my control and pressed my chest with her tight nippled and softy boobs. €œ aeyo, what a nice lunda, jim. A h h h , meri chut maja le rahi hai, mere boobe bahut masti ke dab rahe he, .aur ghusedo andar, jor se dhaka maro , ohhhhhhhh jimmu, chodo muje, my darling, chodo, chodo! €œ i started inserting my 8” long and 2.5” thick white landa in her. On the way home, I couldn't help but think of the glory hole at the petrol station and I had to laugh to myself. I knew the truck drivers that drove the highways were a horny bunch, but not this much. Anyway, I made it home and pulled into my driveway to see my Mum's car was already there. Oh well, she must be home from early. Not that I minded my Mum being there to greet me - quite the opposite actually. For a while now, I had been looking at my Mum in a different light - not as my Mum, but.