Before she knows what she's doing, she has removed her silk robe and slung it over the back of her dressing chair, leaving her stood in nothing but he... stockings and heels. "Why didn't you visit sooner?" Ava asks him in a husky voice. "Circumstance," John answers simply, removing his smart, grey suit jacket and chucking it on top of her robe. The pair of garments are a perfect representation of their respective owners. John's strong arms are around Ava now, one at her waist, and another. After this, you can do it on your own.” She started stroking with both hands. Long slow strokes. Her delicate hands not quite wrapping all the way around his dick. The sparkle of her wedding ring contrasting with his purple head was amazing.“Oh. Ah … thanks, Mom. You’re the best.”She smiled a slight half-crescent, eyes still on her task, and dropped to her knees to better help her son.Five minutes later. “I’m getting close, Mom. Ah … ah … ah.”“Good, honey.” Joyce’s boobs bounced under her shirt. When he came in with the MSG, and led them to one of her tables. She "dropped" her pen, several times, while taking their orders, and had to bend over to get it off the floor, much to his delight. She WASN'T wearing panties, and WAS wearing a see through blouse. He talked, privately, to us, me in particular, about it, for months. I simply told him to come by and visit when I had C.Q. Duty. Especially on weekends. She almost always came by on the way home from work. He did, and was rewarded by. " Why? Is everything okay?" Oh yeah, but the pool company decided to start digging today, so its going to be a noisy mess around here all day. I've given Mrs. Trinh the day off and I'm headed to a golf course for the day. I'd invite you to join me, but I assume you're working?" Yes, sad but true. Where are you playing?" I found a course just down the road called The Northwoods. Its just past Guerneville, near Monte Rio. It reminds me a little of Salmon Run. Only nine holes, but nestled in the.