When I nodded she said, "Yes, some of the ladies at the library have been talking about how handsome you are." The library?" I asked, blushing."Yes, t...ey said you come in sometimes and you always check out something business related. Don't you ever read fiction?" she asked me."Well, I really don't have time for entertainment," I admitted. "I'm very busy." I see. Well, Jake, I'm Barbara Andrews and it's very nice to meet you," she said, extending her right hand.I put down my knife and took her. As he filmed, the twosome rolled over, putting his Mother on top. They shifted slightly and Mike zoomed in for a close up of the re-insertion. He could see his uncle's cock with its fire-red tip and deep blue veins straining the foreskin of his five-inch cock. Not long, but impressively thick, his uncle lined up the head of his cock with the outer folds of his Mom's delicate pussy. Mike zoomed in and marveled at the complexity of his Mom's opening, and the amount of lubrication she produced.. ’ Part 2 Her hand ran over my hair and smoothed, she curled it around her hand and then pulled my head back suddenly and hard. Her mouth descended onto mine and her free hand cupped my breast. She rolled the nipple between her thumb and finger, the pressure increasing as she pulled it. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth and probed me, I sucked it. Pulling me up by my hair as we kissed, she bit my bottom lip. The pressure on my nipple increased dramatically then suddenly stopped. I was now. Stepping out of the lift, she made her way to the bus stop outside the apartment block, as she always did every Friday night. As she waited for the bus she thought of Michael. By now he would have cleaned his apartment and probably be making his way to the Chinese takeaway to collect their supper. She would arrive at his apartment, and they would kiss. They would then sit at his table and, by the yellow, waxy light of a solitary flickering candle, they would quietly eat the food he had bought..