I asked her if I could dine at the Y and before I knew it she brought her knees up to her shoulders and spread her legs. She had a meaty pussy and nic... sized lips that were gaped opened. My fingers were met by her wetness and she thrust her ass up to get my fingers deeper into her. From my experience this is definitely something that most providers don’t allow but this slut was still horny from her last fucking and was on her way to an orgasm. My tongue found her clit as my fingers worked her. She was hiding her face in her hands, as if hiding from the reality of my bed.Me, I was breathing deeply, trying to relax my sweaty quivering body after such a surprising and enjoyable fuck. I was looking down at my slimy wet exhausted cock and then over to the glistening white flesh of my mothers bare ass - remembering with clarity, the pleasure we had found together.Through a dry mouth I croaked tentatively, "Mom... ?"Her reaction was very confusing - she had seduced me, she had screamed out. “Hopefully next time we meet we have a longer conversation than that,” I said to myself.Looking around the apartment, it brought back memories of Sarah. Sitting down on the sofa I started to cry while holding my head. When I looked back up the room was darker, I must have been sitting like that for a good half hour, quickly getting up to check the utility metres, writing down the readings, they will need them when I call the utility companies in the morning. Took a last look around, locked up. ..expecting a glass of wine...a hot bath and a freshly cooked meal. Unfortunately for her bottom it didn't look like this was going to happen tonight. She went to kiss John but immediately he pulled back and she knew she was in trouble. She stepped back. John asked her outright. She - to her credit ( lying always results in a harsher punishment anyway) admitted she had broken a rule not just once but a number of times that day. How did he know?....John said he felt let down. That hurt more than.