“Deirdre,” I said. “Meet Brigit. Brigit, this is Deirdre.”“I know who she is. She knows who I am,” said Brigit. “She is here because I a...ked her to be here. Coffee?”“Yes please,” I said, sitting up. I stood up and then sat beside Deirdre. I noticed that our old coffee cups had gone. Brigit is a tidy goddess.Brigit sat in the chair Deirdre had occupied. She was in the form she had been in before, like a sister that my wife never had. This time she was wearing a dark green dress trimmed with. He kissed me and whispered, “ My turn.” I pulled him towards me and kissed him, my tongue explored his mouth and my hand wrapped around his cock. I had never held another cock and the feel of hardness and smooth flesh felt fantastic. Giles gave a low moan as my pace quickened and my kisses got stronger. I wasn’t quite as expert as Giles at keeping another man on the edge and I soon felt warm fluid on my hand as Giles held me even tighter. We pulled apart and without thinking I licked it’s salty. I could hear his breathing react to my sucking. He moaned softly each time I stroked his cock with my lips. Soon it was hitting the back of my throat. I wrapped my fingers around his cock, holding my hand against my lipps, so I could give him long, deep strokes. Getting as much of his cock in my mouth as I could and still giving him a good mouth fuck.In just a couple of minutes I felt his thighs start to tighten up. He reached one hand under the stall and lightly gripped the back of my head. As. Her neck and jaw showed signs of her age but her face still looked fresh.At 49, my mother was still a very voluptuous and desirable woman.All three of us were startled. I knew I had entered the wrong room and I could see mom getting annoyed but I had no idea she was servicing her clients in her bedroom. That was different. When I lived with her she always entertained in the living room or a separate service room.I got up without a word and left the room."Sorry about that darling." I heard mom.