She did glance down at it a few times, but said nothing. As I got a little braver, I exposed more of my now hard cock and still she said nothing, I�...m not actually sure just what I did expect her to say! She did however, come over to the sofa and sat next to me, really close, as she always had done. After the initial panic and not really knowing what to do, I figured that she had clearly seen my erect cock and still came and sat with me, so to hell with it. I put my arm around her and pulled. ”I close my computer then open it again for the hundredth time. Over and over I’m drawn back words in the ad. Then, quickly, before I can change my mind I send an email."Hi, I am a fifty-five year old woman that requires regular discipline.”I jump, as almost as quickly as I hit send, the email notification signal rang indicating a response. Opening the email, I gasp."A woman your age knows what you need and rest assured you will get what you deserve. I’ve attached a picture. Meet me at the. Emmamust have reported where I'd gone and eagerly revealed the gossip of thecentury: that I was out with Victoria de Vere. That's right. Victoria,who never socialized with anyone, was having lunch with Alex, of allpeople. Leslie would have raced after us as fast as his tree trunk legswould go."Can I join you guys?" Leslie asked eagerly, already halfway down intomy side of our booth. We normally ate together so he wasn't being tooout of line assuming it would have been the case. But not just. I was enjoying myself.I looked at the clock well after I had started and I had been going at it for ten minutes, fifteen minutes. Jesus fucking christ I was enjoying myself. Without noticing I had begun to rub my cock, still bound painfully behind my sweatpants, on my mom's thigh along with the rhythm of my licking and squeezing.At some point, she had stopped crying and for the most part, stopped moving. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing fast, laying on her back nearly entirely still,.