He is familiar with the large space, it is a mirror layout of his own room, and he can navigate it in the dim light like the cat burglar. He knows ev...ry part of this room, from the poster of boy bands and the cartoon like stuffed turtle mascot for the university she will attend next fall. Clothes and shoes on the floor are the only mines that he must pay attention to. Glancing over the room, he sees a swim suit top hanging on the back of a chair. Nope – not what he came for, even though it is. "Don't you love the way they look?" Linda said patiently."Garter belts, you mean?" Jay mumbled, confused and a little unnerved."All right, garter belts, if you like," Linda said in the kind of voice one usually reserves for an uncooperative child."Yeah," Jay said with uncertainty. "I guess I do like the way garter belts look." But I wasn't really asking what you thought about garter belts, silly," Linda chided. "I meant my legs."Now Jay laughed, some of his confidence returning. Mrs. Wells was. .It didn’t take long for Ann to orgasm, the combination of pure physical enjoyment and the guilty pleasure of being fucked by her very own son in front of all his friends making for probably the most earth-shaking orgasm she ever had.A few seconds later she could feel her son’s penis contract deep within the very same womb that birthed him 19 years ago, and she could feel his hot seed entering her...Her hands were on his buttocks, pulling him in her as deep as possible.After a few moments he. I didn’t think to tell you about that either. It’s great when the weather isn’t,” she smiled.“I haven’t seen it yet, but I’ll scout it out later today. My walk was long enough for one day. I don’t feel like I’ve got all my usual energy back yet.”“I’m not surprised, considering what you went through. Don’t overdo the exercise, Jesse. Move into it gradually. You’re pretty fit as it is, so you don’t have far to go to get back where you were, I suspect.”“I hope so. I’m glad I don’t have to climb.