I finished my cup of tea, thanked her for the chat and prepared to leave. She smiled and said it was nothing and that she had enjoyed sharing her stor... with a nice man like me.As I left I bent to kiss her on the cheek but she instead insisted on kissing me full on the lips and poked her tongue into my mouth. I automatically responded and felt her grab at my crotch and give my cock a friendly squeeze so I squeezed one of her generous but surprisingly firm breasts to acknowledge that I had. As we work her juice starts to flow and things start sliding the way they are meant to. I hear the sound of her typing, I can't make out what they are writing, but she seems eager to respond to his I'm sure, explicit details of what they're doing in their roleplay.Soon she's driving her ass up against me trying to stuff as much of my cock into her pussy as she can, slamming against and grinding, moans escaping her lips that would make a whore blush with envy.Her warm, wet enclosure squeezing. When we entered the house, he gave me a quick tour of the upstairs. At his office, he stated that he had emails between Ivy and Evan and asked if I wanted to see them. I declined. We ended up back downstairs.“That is Alan’s room,” he said, pointing at the door just off the living room. “He’s our roommate and watches our daughter when we are at work. Let me show you the backyard before the sun goes down; plus, I want to check on the fire.”I followed him through the sliding glass doors and into. She was so lovely, so desirable, that the closeness of her was like a sharp knife in his guts. He was going to fuck her. A jolt of knowledge jumped inside his head as he knew that, for the first time, really knew it. He was at last going to fuck his mother. The impending divorce, the plan he and his sister had to stop it, even the screwing he had shared with Jenny and Jean-- all paled beside the fact that he was about to put his meat into.