I was going to take her out to lunch. I was also going to do several other things to her, but I wont spoil it and tell you what happened. I will tell ...ou though, that Mom wanted me to change her clothes. I picked out an alternate blouse, a black one, and the matching pair of black jeans, one of my favorite pair. I also glossed over all of her high heels settled on her pair of skateboarding shoes. Wow, she said, eyeing herself in the mirror as I pulled her jeans up over her thighs from behind. His dick made my mouth extra wet and I was salivating everywhere. Providing lube, so he could slide deep into my throat, helping me so I wouldn't gag so much. It's been a while since I've sucked a nice cock, and I was totally enjoying this one. Furthermore, I was surprised I hadn't lost squealing deep-throating talent. The way he was squealing I could have been stripping his skin from his bleeding flesh. So I knew I had him exactly where I wanted him.I began bobbing my head faster now, as he. It wouldn’t be the first time. So I encourage you to either leave the story as it was, reading no further, or to write your own ending. But here is my ending and you’re welcome to it. Many thanks for the feedback. Andrea sat down at the clay-red table, opposite the thing that was her husband and was not her husband, and tried not to look at It or the empty chair to Its right. She didn’t want to see either of these things. She knew that they defined her, and she knew that they were dangerous.. And she started washing it.I was keenly watching it and thought of an idea to record it with my cam for future purpose.She was washing and she stood up and did a thing that instantly skipped my heart beat. She tied a towel over her petticoat and removed the petticoat and her panty.I was blown away by the scene.I had no words. I was stunned by the act and was watching her through the camera. i was recording the entire thing. €the towel was too short that i could see her bum,later she stood up.