One slow Saturday afternoon I checked out a book on medieval philosophy and hovered near, chatting a bit as there was no one behind me. “Did you se... that woman with the t-shirt that says, ‘Come over to the dark side—we have cookies’?”She had. “I didn’t think you were a fan of the dark side,” Lorraine said. “Anything for cookies,” I said. “Oh,” she said, disappointed. “I have a dark side too but I’ve learned not to let it out.”She studied me for a second. “Maybe that’s a lesson you should. “I like men of maturity. Usually there is more foreplay, a little more touching…” she said as she walked past my right shoulder. I caught a whiff of her perfume and it smelled of beauty, lust and confidence all blended into the perfect cocktail of sexual arousal! As she walked behind me, she dragged her manicured fingernails over my shoulders and the back of my neck. “I especially like men that are big and strong as well as older. They are more… sturdy and can take control of things when it. Make me cum. Make your mother's pussy cum all over that wonderful hard cock."Hearing his mother talk like that turned Mark on even more. He decided to see how she'd react if he did the same. "Move that arse Mum. Swivel those hips and take my fucking cock deep inside you. Use your cunt and make my cock spurt thick gobs of cum." As Mark talked he knew his orgasm was fast approaching but he wanted his Mum to come first. "Cum all over my cock Mum. Coat my cock with your slippery cum just like you. No such luck."Good morning dear, I trust you had a good night's sleep. Did you find that envelope I left for you in the kitchen?" I had almost forgotten about that awful diary! There was no way I could go out with Tom today, how could I find a way to explain it to him? "Yes, I found it" I said carefully, not wanting Tom to overhear anything disturbing, "I promise to have it ready for you tomorrow."Gloria fairly purred, "I'm so glad to hear you being so cooperative, I'm glad you've adjusted to.