I got there just as she pulled up in her little black Jimmy. We introduced ourselves and went in to have a drink and talk. She was a stunning brunette...about 5'3" long hair wearing a tight fitting little black fuck me skirt. We go to the bar and sit down when I notice she is wearing thigh high stocking which I love. We sit and talk for about 20 minutes and she excuses herself to the bathroom. Which later I found out it was to call her husband and let him know she found a guy. She returns and I. I was able to penetrate deeper into my own mother who closed her eyes tightly. Her moans were loud and she seemed lost in her own world, enjoying being fucked like a random whore. "Keep fucking me like that." She cried. "You like being used like this?" I replied."Oh yes please! Keep going! Keep fucking me Anthony!" She yelled as I continued to feel her tight pussy around my cock. I froze as she said my real name. Her eyes were still closed as I sat with my cock deep inside my mother. She. DeLoie. That has not changed.“Ms. Corinne DeLoie will not be charged with any crimes related to the incident. She did not instigate any portion of the physical altercation, and was assaulted when she attempted to leave and de-escalate the confrontation. When it became clear, based on the video evidence available, that she would not be able to escape the confrontation instigated by a much larger and violently-combative aggressor, Ms. DeLoie defended herself. In the process of defending herself,. ’ ‘I will Heather.’ ‘And leave the door open, please.’ Returning with Sue and Mr. Franks, I ask Sue to stay and take notes.’ ‘Welcome Mr. Franks, I’m Heather.’ Shaking his hand. ‘It is a pleasure to finally meet you.’ ‘The pleasure is mine, Heather.’ ‘Why don’t we all have a seat and get started.’ Looking at my two lovers and giving them a quick wink. ‘Abby is the one who designed the logo for your company.’ ‘Very impressive, young lady.’ ‘Thank you Mr. Franks.’ Abby says, crossing her legs so.