M. "Dr. Ken" knocked on the door."Hi, Doctor, thank you for coming by tonight." Oh, it's my pleasure, Mrs. White. Where can I set up?" I would prefer ...o be in the bedroom," she said, "if you don't mind." That's fine. In the meantime, why you change into something more comfortable, like a robe?" Give me a minute," she giggled.Ann Marie disappeared into the bathroom while the "doctor" and I exchanged knowing grins.Ken was dressed in Khaki pants with a yellow safari jacket that resembled a medical. "Love it... oh I love it," she confessed shamelessly."Knew you would, baby. You're the... Uhhh... the kinda woman who needs this kinda shit. You need a cock every day. And as long as you're around here you're gonna get mine."She felt him kissing her between the shoulder blades, then bending forward a little and biting the nape of her neck. It was wonderful. His hands were braced on the outer curves of her ass, bracing his body while he drove yet another throbbing inch of his cock-meat into her. Did she think it was just another porn mag? Would she simply slide it under by bed where she must have known I kept my other mags? I couldn't believe the tension I felt.Having finished the bed linen Mom picked up the mag. This was it, the moment of truth. Mom sat down on the bed and opened the mag. Oh my god!, I thought, my heart raced.Mom suddenly closed the mag. She had obviously quickly gathered from the text what it depicted - a young man fucking his mother. Was she too shocked? She looked. My wife, 15 years older than Linda, could not get off work so I made the trip alone. The job was simple enough but it was heavy work and at the age of 65 it did wear me out. As I was picking up my mess I felt a twinge in my back, a problem from being older and working too hard. It was nothing that a good night’s rest wouldn’t cure but taking it easy was in order so I did not do some real damage.Linda had been in the yard most of the day keeping an eye on me, I suspected she was afraid I’d.