Well, it was Friday and I was ready to meet Verna for the second time. Would I be meeting a husband also? My stomach was churning with anxiety...On my...way to her home, I was thinking of all kinds of ways to tell her, that I had often thought about her in a very loving manner.I was approaching her driveway and my heart was beating fast. I had a dessert wine and the homemade apple pie.As I rang the doorbell, I had imagined this beautiful woman answering all naked down to her waist and rushing me. Just get me some answers.”“You paying?”“I’m paying. But only for results.”Emily lay on the bed, as above her, Phil thrust his cock in and out of her. Jesus fucking wept, he had learned a lot since he had paid her for a blow job at school. Six months ago he didn’t have a Scooby doo. Now, now she was coming again, and he still hadn’t. “Oh my god, yes, yes, oh fucking ye………………sssssssss.” She cried out. She still hadn’t found out what she wanted to know. Not even a sign. She’d have to think of. I will get little sis to join the party.” Curtis laughed as he walked over to Jessica’s chair and began to free her.“Good! It is about time that little slut learns what a cock feels like!” Marsha moaned as James pounded her white married pussy to another orgasm.“Look at how your mom is creaming my cock! Here, have a little taste!” James laughed as he pulled his black monster from her mother’s now gapping fuck hole. Jessica could see a white frothy juice coating the thick cock. She was pushed to. I loved her shape, with full hanging boobs and still having an hourglass figure of sorts, although her body had ‘filled out’. She could be best described as buxom. She was 51, but could easily have passed for 41.She then put her hands on her hips and said, “Do I look slutty enough for you both?”As I sat there and looked at mom’s body, my dick was straining hard in my pants.“Wow mom,” I said, still a little lost for words, “That looks fucking great.”“Good” she replied, smiling. “Now tell me what.