” she said.OK, now I’m curious. “What is it mom? I’ll do anything you want.”“Well, I’d rather not have to sleep in a puddle of your stuf... tonight so, if it’s ok with you, as long as you’re going to… um release your stuff… would you do it inside me? I know it’s a horrible thing to ask but put yourself in my position.” She was trying to sound matter-of-fact and as if she was making a reasonable request but I knew better.She wanted me to fuck her! I almost blacked out. Right now, there was nothing. It was just like any other loving hug from my mother. Well, except for the fact that I was naked and she was wearing nothing but black stockings as her own juices continued to drip down her leg.I vividly remember that hug. There was so much going through my mind. On the one hand, I was feeling empathetic for my mom because she was watching her oldest son leave in just days. I was feeling sad for myself because I too was going to miss her. I was nervous because this now made me realize just how. Nothing was going to happen tonight. Nothing I didnt want to happen. I felt as if I were a SWAT cop, decked out in war gear. Bulletproof. I ignored a few stares and was sure I heard a snicker as I made it to the front door of the House of God. The snicker would have sent me scurrying back to my car, two weeks ago. Not this night. Not wearing this outfit. I pulled the door open, wondering why they didnt have a private or more discreet entrance. A more discreet entrance would have saved me six. She has long legs and is a competitive swimmer which keeps her figure in trim and gives her the excuse to train at the local country club pool every day. With her natural blonde hair she has a natural Mediterranean olive coloured skin that gives her a year round all over tan to compliment her blonde hair. Yes, she is a natural blonde and although she shaves down below she always keeps a blonde “landing strip” of pubic hair.Although she came from a very conservative part of the country with her.