I do cook, that was something my mother made sure I learned and I wasn't planning on starving myself to death as a young student.So, I was really set,...even to having my own car, a ten-year old Honda Accord with about 120 thousand miles on it but, hey, it ran fine and got me good mileage, something this student really needed.I was only in for two days when my phone rang and it was Sylvia, my landlady asking me to dinner that evening for a cookout and I figured that any night I didn't have to. He went off, he was ticked off at me. Accused me of going behind his back and told me to get home and wake up to my self. After about 50 texts, he was pissing me off, who was he to tell me what to do! I promised that I would be good and promised him everything would be fine and told him even though he was behaving like a douche, that I still loved him and not to worry. He was fuming but let me do what I wanted to do because he trusted me, and understood that this was a right of passage for all. It covered everything, but it was still sexy.She was still there staring at me. So I just froze looking into her eyes with my cock still in my hand. We both didn’t know what to do. It was a moment of truth as I knew no matter what; she couldn’t tell anyone what she had seen. So in a daring attempt, I stroked it again as she watched. I somehow felt ashamed and was taking this poor horny lonely woman advantage of. She looked long and hard, and then ran out in disgust! I was shocked. I was such an. I've had her suck me off in the shower, fucked her in front of a hotel window that was open, I even fingered her in a hotel pool and she always made me cum one way or another, and fuck does she love cum. I've covered her face, tits, ass, legs, even her clothes in my baby juices, the only place I've never cum is inside her (she's afraid of getting pregnant).Now, she lives about three states away, so it's a bit difficult to see her most of the time. So every so often I've given her permission to.