My tummy felt all tingly and my panties felt wet. I excused myself to the bathroom and was shocked at how wet my pussy was. When I got back in bed L...ri was really quiet, so I rolled over to go to sleep, after a few minutes I heard her whimper and felt the bed moving. Lori was masturbating, I hadn’t thought about what our session had done to her. She got really stiff and came quietly. Then she rolled over to go to sleep. The making out became a part of our nightly ritual, Lori usually. I love it when you're ready to fuck when you come home. you lock the door, and tell me to stand up. i fucking love it when you get demanding during our foreplay. telling me to shut the fuck up when i start to choke on your dick. when you slap my ass during doggy and tell me that my moans and screams turn you on. mmmmmm mmm mmmm. i get up, slide my skato off and get on my knees. i know what you want and how you want it. i made sure to leave my hair down because you like to thread your fingers. Why don't you bring out the pot, save us some extra trips." I'll do that, but I need to use your bathroom first if that's okay." Help yourself. I 'think' the seat is down, but be sure and check first. This is a guy's house."I had turned to the horizon, and the first bands of orange and pink as she climbed the steps to the deck."Growing up with two older brothers I'm used to that hazard, Thank you. I will most definately check first, though as I like my butt dry at this time of day." I hadn't. Mom was a looker and she had no problem finding a willing partner with which to spend the evenings. But with that came the very real risk that her Mr. Right Now would be anything but gentlemanly. I always half expected to come upon her with torn clothes and other signs that the night had not gone according to her plans.As I sat there stewing on the matter, I examined it almost clinically. Mom was alone without a man. Mom drank because she was lonely. Mom needed a man who she could depend on to.