"She's real good. A good daughter." Angie choked back a tear. "But I'm not a very good mother. I should be able to, with just one kid, right? That sho...ldn't be so hard." She emptied the cup in front of her with one gulp, and then raised her hand. "Can I get another sample? Something drier?"A polite shop clerk came over. "You've really had many more samples that we-" Pour me another one, dammit!" she barked."Yes, ma'am." Where was I?" Her face went from perplexed to sad in a split second. "Jason. I was rock hard and rubbing myself through me boxers. Jeremy had started to masturbate himself right in front of me. I looked up at his face. It was intently watching the computer. I decided I wanted Jeremy, so much, right then. He had always been handsome to me, but now that I knew about him I looked at him in a new light. He was hot. All his muscle made me yearn for him. He smelled perfect to me and he had appeal in all the right places. He even had a little film of chest hair across his. Again, Paul can't seem to keep his hands off of it. I have a little bit of softness in my thighs now. I guess that's what brought on the interest in running. But I quickly got it out of my system.As you can tell by the way I'm built that I'm not exactly one of those svelte athletic women. And although I'm not overweight, it's a struggle keeping all of my girl's parts contained and restrained. I think when I ran there was far more bounce than glide in my stride. And to tell you the truth, every. He was going to love it. And what he loves turns me on. As I entered the hotel room, he was so fixated on touching my red hair, my lips, wrapping his arms around me, that he didn't even notice my boots! The intensity in the room, the passion in his eyes, his deep stare, it set the tone for a very hot encounter. I sat down on the end of the bed, legs slightly apart, as he knelt in front of me on his knees. His tongue invaded my mouth and we kissed eagerly and deeply. His soft hands cupped my.