She tells me her name is Julie, but who knows? Anyway, she says she’s the mother of a teenage son. And her son is doing something on a regular basis...that she doesn’t know how to handle.”“Interesting so far. What was it?”“She tells me her son is ... wait for it ... jerking off with her underwear.”“Get the fuck out!” I exclaim. “Are you serious?”“Completely,” Sam said. “Although, she said masturbated at first. “After a few minutes on the phone she actually called it jerking off“I released a kind. Buske stood up and said that she had to leave."Well, it was nice talking to you," I said.Mrs. Buske smiled and said, "Tell your lovely wife that I said hello." I'll do that."When I turned around I found Hanratty smiling at me."Social climbing, are we?" he asked."What?" Mrs. Buske is from one of the richest families in town. I guess being friendly with her could never hurt you." Shut up, you ass hole," I said.Hanratty laughed. "Did I strike a nerve?" No, but you are giving me a hemorrhoid." How. I started a slow rhythm and started fucking her deeply. I grabbed her leg and hooked my arm behind it and my cock started reaching deeper. She started moaning louder, so I started fucking faster.“Oh, oh, oh, ya, faster Rahul, FUCK ME HARD!”I started pounding her pussy as fast as I could and she yelled out as she started bucking and Cumming on my cock. I grabbed her second leg and pushed it up as I continued my assault on her wet cunt.I slowed down when she stopped thrashing and bucking up. We had a hug to cheer each other up. After the meal, the lights went down and everyone started to doze off, but me and Charlie just kept drinking and chatting away. We had become more tactile now, putting our hands on each other’s legs for emphasis and leaving them there for comfort after the point had been made. Charlie said I was pretty. I was pretty for a fifty-year-old lady, and after the amount Charlie had drunk, I must have been absolutely stunning! I thought he was drop dead gorgeous by.