Everybody loves their mother."But Lori read between the lines. She was around him enough to know everything that he did, and most people that he talke... to, and there was no way in the world that he could have done anything with their mother and her not at least suspect it. She thought about her own lack of interest in dating, and her dream lover."Is that why you don't have a girlfriend?" she asked. There was a tiny thing inside her that made her worry that she must be gay because of her lack of. Supporting herself on the arm rests that were built in for that very reason. I would hold her hips and fuck her until she would cum all over my cock, usually before I had a chance to blow my load. This I would hold in and if my rcock began to strain too much under the pressure of the lack of ejaculation, I would either find a customer interested in taking my seed or get sucked off by a co worker in our downtime when there were no customers requiring my services. I also had a friend. He had succumbed to the power of the passion this woman held on him. Her eyes, her looks, her lips, her smiles, and those winks as well as her breasts and that body all contained evils he couldn’t seem to conquer at all. He fell easily and he fell hard and all the while it went on, his wife was again out shopping in town. Yes, it was soooo darn easy to go and do it, he told himself as the arms came up behind his head, and Mark simply smiled as he looked out at the street and saw all the girls. Joey shrewdly watched Eleanor thinking things over and then interrupted her reverie. ‘I see the wheels turning in that noggin of yours, Eleanor, you little slut.’ ‘No one has ever called me a slut,’ gasped Eleanor in dismay. ‘Yeah, probably cause you look like a nerd with those glasses and you don’t normally show off that smoking hot body of yours,’ said Joey confidently, looking Eleanor’s body up and down with appreciation. ‘Maybe we should just call it a night,’ said Lester, standing up.