I send her to the truck and restrain her hands above her head and behind to the headrest of my truck, then cover her eyes with a blindfold. I buckle h...r in and we start out for destination. “Where are we going Sir?”I remain silent. I do reach over and lightly touch her skin that is exposed from the dress. I can see her wiggle to my touch, her senses heightened by her loss of sight. We go further down the road and I reach over and untie the halter of her sundress and let it fall down around her. I clean them with the sheet, they are sparkling, In those sparkling gold glasses, I see the reflection of a lit doorway and my Mom.EdnaI am so liking what I see and having been watching for ten minutes or so, I am getting moist down there, wet really. I love that feeling. I am not mad at all. I'm feeling pretty good really and I think that since Hank is a young man, working for a living and helping to support a working Mom, well maybe it is time he started to enjoy life with an older. He released them after a few moments of pure pleasure and begins to sniff my cock with his nose pressed closely against the flesh of my shaft. As he reached the head, his tongue flicked out and licked my slit, and then he outlined the head of my cock with his talented tongue, until he finally slipped his mouth around my awaiting rock hard cock. I thought that I would explode right then it felt so wonderful. I could only reach over and grab his hard dick as I could not get in a position to get a. So he sat in the park. Not looking at anythingin particular. Just staring. Thinking about the good times.* * *"What am I going to do?" Cynthia cried, as she heard Mark leave."Well, we are having some tea. And then we will talk. Okay?" Sharonsaid.Cynthia could only nod. Her mind was filled with thoughts. Thoughts ofbetrayal. Thoughts of her husband as a woman. Thoughts of how thiswould change their life.While Cynthia was fuming, Sharon quickly got some tea and then satwith Cynthia."So, what are.