I did, and couldn’t believe this was happening. She was dressed as she is most of the time. Running shorts, t-shirt, running shoes. I was in my worl... concentrating on the video and stroking away. I looked her way after a few minutes and realized she was fingering herself. I couldn’t have asked for more. She stood peeled her t-shirt, bra and shorts. No panties Hmm. She came to the couch and asked if I wanted to watch a little closer. I couldn’t respond at this point. She stretched her right leg. I am sure she could feel my dick so she sided away. Then my next move was to shag the loadout but luckily I found mami’s unwashed bra in the bathroom. I fucked her in mind to the core and came on her bra with huge cumshots. I was getting restless day by day and searching for opportunities to fuck my dream bitch. Now I had become desperate for my mami and wanted to duck her at any cost. The only problem was how to approach her and what are her intentions.Days passed on and things were going as. K. but need sanding, staining and sealing. Wall plaster has to be patched where gas pipes were ripped out. I think we will come up with many more problems as we go, but everything fixable. Depends on how much you want to spend." He had a damp meter in his hand which he slapped against the wall the red light flickered briefly and went out. "Is good. No damp in walls. I have been upstairs but not checked thoroughly yet." He had a morose expression as he spoke. I think he possibly thought it. Their bodies were the only things they ever really shared in common. But that sharing was always extraordinary. They met at a community benefit event. Each brought a different skill and it was just by chance that the met. Their first eye contact locked and lasted many more minutes than their actual time together. They were both hooked instantly, locked into some kind of cosmic gravitational pull that both experienced and neither tried to deny. They indeed loved each other, but they were driven.