We still love each other, and it’s now 7 years later. So, there it is”.“OK, I get the picture. So where do we go from here?” I asked.“I thin... we’re here because we need each other and you had the balls to talk to me.”“Good point Judy. I think you are very attractive, and I think you’re an MILF”, I stated.“Oh you do, do you? Don’t you think we ought to get to know each other a little better?” she queried.“If there’s so much more to know about each other, why don’t we find out if we’re even. It was one of those cases where I didn't even realize that anything was wrong until years later. Well after it progressed past blanket-covered foot massages.I can't write more. I've got to head out in a bit, and I want to have the time to write out the story in full. The foot massages were a standard for maybe almost a year. They slowed down when I got back to school, but my mom didn't get a new boyfriend that whole year. And it wasn't until the next summer that the relationship progressed.. After a few seconds my fingertips located that slightly raised, super sensitive spot inside her cunt and I began gently stroking it. “Oh, granddad,” she moaned as I continued flicking my tongue across the tip of her clit, periodically sucking it across my teeth and deeper into my mouth. Then I felt her back arching against the mattress, and she started tossing her head from side to side. Her moaning got louder and longer. She sucked in a deep breath, and began grinding her hips against my face.. I’m thinking that bitch, she would never let me near her ass. John was done and walked back to his truck, that he had parked out of sight. They had parked in the back corner of the parking lot. They used his big new SUV to hide her little sports car. Next to their cars was a big dead tree! John went over and looked and tried to figure out why this dead tree is still standing, he relized that one push with his big service crane truck at just at the right spot and that tree is crushing that.