No, she wasn't going to play, was she? She raised one knee and her legs were slightly parted. I noticed her nipples were stiff now. Wonderful, chapel ...at pegs, as my husband would say. She put the book down. She spread her legs wide. One hand squeezing her breasts in turn, the other now kneading her mound. I unzipped my jeans and slipped my hand into my pants. I am a frequent mastubator and usually take a lot of time over the experience. But, this time, I'd hardly had a couple of strokes of my. She giggled and started humping back into me. Hey, who was fucking who here?After I had cum in her for the second time I asked her about the bigger things that she had put in her pussy. She giggled and asked me if I remembered the candle next to her bed…the big one…yes that one. She asked me if I remembered the big fat carrot that she had been eating the other day. She went on to mention her Barbie Doll legs feet first all the way up to her boobs, a cucumber, and a can of Red Bull. I thought. She must have known I was looking at them, but she stayed bent over for a long time. Finally she went a grabbed her tea and sat across from me at the table.Mom was making small talk with me as I ate. Through the glass table, I could see her legs and they were beginning to spread apart. I felt my cock begin to grow, so I moved my plate to where it would hide my growing manhood. I asked her when dad would be home, she told me he had called and said, he would be kind of late, that he had a bunch. " Shit!" Steve rubbed his hands over his hair, "we need to get advice." The bank won't help us any more and another mortgage advance is likely to be refused", Georgia replied."Let's get to work, we don't want a lay off on top of all of this", Steve said.He picked his keys up and in one fluid motion picked up Georgia's as well. The front door closed firmly and another day at the office was to begin.The key turned in the latch and Georgia walked in, a friend on recommendation had given her the.