Her hair was iron grey, and her face was showing signs of becoming lined, but her legs were, she felt, her best feature, perhaps apart from her breast... — very long and shapely, with slim ankles.Her son Jamie took after her — tall for his age, gangly, with tousled hair, and she loved him passionately.Nearly fifteen years ago, a man had picked her up in a pub. He'd bought her a couple of drinks, and they'd gone outside and he'd fucked her up against a wall. She didn't know his name, but her son. Jim used both his hands to pull her head up pushing his cock deeper into her mouth and throat. “Take it – suck it, eat it!!! All of it!!! I'm cumming!!!!”Jim really didn't care about her comfort level at this point, he only cared that his cock was in her mouth, and his cum was moving up from his big balls and would soon be deposited into her glorious mouth! Jim pulled on her head more while shoving his groin further up against her face causing a pant from her. This caused his cum to erupt into. "I look around her kitchen and get an idea "How about I cook us some dinner, I'm already gonna be here a while so why not treat you for your time?" Her expression was wide, almost shocked. "Sure thing, I mean if you wanna make some use out of being here go ahead." I gave her a light kiss, going over to the pantry to see what I could make.Soon after about fifteen minutes I have bacon frying on a skillet, while boiling macaroni noodles in the other. I would occasionally look back at her to see. As hungry as looking at the plate is making me my frustrationat the situation sets in again and I pick up the plate throwing it atthe door. It smashes and its contents fall to the floor.Nothing.I sit back down on the chair with the glass of water. Eventually Idecide to turn on the television must be noon time though because allthat is on is soap operas. So I turn it off. Time moves slowly andeventually I turn back on just for something to listen to.After inspecting the toilet and finding.