We spoke for about an hour and she was to visit me the next evening, as to my surprise she lived only about a mile away.Tuesday night could not have c...me soon enough. When I saw her again my heart has skipped a beat and there must have been some changes in blood distribution to my body. My brain was definitely starved, because all the fluids were diverted to my dick.She looked just beautiful. She was much slimmer (going to gym 4 times a week), long blond hair as before, but really taken care. Finally he told me he got the movie from the guy who shot it and challenged me to watch with him, without letting on I had already seen it and if asked, not to admit to knowing it was my mother.I was so horny I agreed as I was curious about the guy who was there before my father, I found it kinky in a strange sort of way.That weekend we went to his apartment and had some food and booze and I must admit I found him like my mother did back then, still attractive in his forties.'Would you fuck. You can see my face! But I’m covered up, so I guess that’s okay.’ ‘I fucking love that photo. Look at how your top lip curls up a little, and your hair looks extra bright next to the white pillow case, almost like flames.’ Amy blushed. ‘John, I have a confession too.’ John waited for her to speak. ‘My hair isn’t that red. I put a rinse on it so I won’t look so boring.’ ‘That’s it! It’s over, Amy, you deceptive little harlot. God only knows what other sick secrets you are harboring from me.’. During this momentary pause in the conversation, his longing for this warm-spirited, sensually-minded woman doubled over.Caught up in his thoughts, he blinked when she called his name, “Flynn?”“Hmm?’“Did… Nothing.” She stopped and took a few steps aside on her balcony.He couldn’t guess what she was going to say, so instead, he asked why she did audios, erotic ones specifically. He realized it was kind of an odd question, and he felt like a kid going back to the candy jar after already having.