I want you here, next to me, with me. I want to share everything I can with you, not just limit it to conversations. Oh, but those conversations. We w...uld be nowhere without them. You have figured me out, discovered the way to my heart. And at first, everything was just friendly conversation about my stupid neighbor. I’m thankful you IMed me that day, that day – I don’t even remember what day it was. I figured it was just simple conversation. I explained that I didn’t want anything sexual or. I was surprised to find the door open, and Loren on the toilet. I knocked on the door frame, so as not to startle her.“Come on in, Tommy. I’m not shy, and you’ve seen everything I’ve got anyway.”, she said, with a wink.I went to the shower and got the washcloth I used earlier, wet it with warm water at the sink and cleaned myself up. I rinsed the cloth out and handed it to Loren.“Thanks, Tommy. You really filled me up, It was running down my leg all the time I was getting in here. Good thing I. She immediately started clapping in a stern pay-attention-to-me manner. Then with equal sternness and only some raising of her voice, she began to tell everyone to get back to work. While she did this she walked quickly toward Becky. Immediately everyone returned to work. Becky just stood there, motionless, looking like a deer caught in the headlights, or perhaps more like she was just caught with her hand in the cookie jar. I could see Margaret exchanging a few words with her, in what was not. I ended up pinning mom down on the bed, my cock right near her mouth. Mom reached and engulfed my cock into her mouth. I thought she was going to bite it but instead she worked her tounge and gave me the most incredable blow job. I started to work mom's pussy with my hands then my mouth as we were in a sixty nine position. We were heading towards some grudge sex, we both wanted to get off. Mom then spit my cock out and told me to get off of her. Her pussy was plenty wet and I knew she really.