Gills hand moved to his crotch, feeling for his manhood. It was bulging out beneath his jeans. Mmmmmm that’s a big one you have Gus Gill cooed. They...carried on kissing and feeling each other, his hand squeezed her tit then rolled the nipple between his finger and thumb. Pinching it and tugging it. Mmmmmmmm Gill squirmed. Undoing his buttons Gill eased his hard cock from inside, this thick long hard b**st protruded from the fly. Oh my Gill gasped that’s a big one, her hand began to stroke along. "Pam, show her one more time."Pam jumped to her feet, grabbed my mother by the hair, and pulled her back onto the floor."Now look, bitch," she was using her teacher tone of voice, pitched to the level of a six-year-old. "You tuck the end of the top sheet under the mattress like this. Then you grab the side of the sheet about nine inches from the bottom of the bed. That's a little bit smaller than your son and a little bit larger than that strap-on you were enjoying so much last night. Okay? You. She would call me at all hours, early morning, late at night. If I didn’t answer she would leave long, rambling messages while she masturbated. She said she loved me, she wanted me to fuck her brains out, she wanted to have my baby.This went on for several weeks. I stayed away from my house as much as I could to avoid her, but eventually, she caught me at home one evening. She wanted to fuck. I tried to reason with her about how unhealthy our alliance had become but she wasn’t processing the. She divorced him and moved to her present home a few blocks from the gym. Her two kids were in college and she had decided it was time to improve her life and health.It was a few days before I cranked up the courage to tell her my situation. She listened and never offered any opinions. She just nodded her head, as if it was an old story.Bonnie was beginning to complain about my golfing late and going to the gym early. I don't think it really bothered her, except that she worried that I was.