She said if ever there was any way that her husband or she could help me, I was to call.”“Would you?” she asked, “how much would she charge?�...“I don’t know, I’d have to find out.”“David,” she said, looking at me seriously, “you are not going to pay for this.”It was a warning not a statement.“Okay,” I said, “I agree. But, with a proviso.”“What’s that?” she asked.“That if you can’t afford it, you’ll let me lend you the money, then you can pay me back over time,” I said.She thought for a moment.“I. She was moaning and laughing simultaneously. She was excited and was enjoying it. I was out of the world licking her sweat all around her armpits. I was loving it. The wild animal within me woke up and I took off her bra and pulled her shorts down along with her black panty. I made her lie on her stomach and opened up the asshole. Though the smell wasn’t sooo pleasant. I was lost sooo much in her that I madly wanted to lick it. The first lick didn’t taste good but it became better and better. We talked some more and I dropped him home and said I’d see him at 9:30 a.m. He told me he couldn’t wait.The next morning when I told my mother, she was very excited and said she was really going to give Andy an eyeful. It was time to put the second part of the plan into action.My mother got all sexed up by putting a heavy coat of makeup and lipstick on, teasing up her hair and then putting on a solid gold one-piece cat suit, with a cut out that showed off almost all of her ample cleavage and. It sat on the arm of an old chair, my eyes firmly focused on the straight hard dildo sticking up from it centre, 'Bid cock', I muttered, my tongue moistening my lips, as they suddenly dried and my heart pumped harder.I made the last few strides to be alongside it and immediately put my hand around the firm but soft shaft, my fingers could barely close around it's soft rubber girth, its veiny lifelike feeling causing my pussy to contract as I imagined it penetrating me to its maximum length.'Do.