First, she does not open her mouth , but after a punch in the stomach, and right in the middle of her left breast , with the knuckles forward , it is ...pen. Now I let her breathe , and command her to lick my cock head with her tongue.Is that all? My dick is getting limp in her mouth. I think the bitch is no good at cocksucking. But I like it harder. I ram my cock deep into her mouth and throat, and start attacking at her breasts . Aaah , that's good , now she twitches , bucks and jerks her whole. 'cause that's where we're going. You better not let me down!"Now I think I have more questions than answers but she will definitely make this happen. 20 more minutes till 9:30. She hasn't even seen or mentioned this to her boyfriend. Not a problem. It happens or it doesn't. I don't care.She picks up her phone and super casually texts. In a minute he's back. "Leaving at 9:30." she tells him.I wonder if this is something they do often enough for him to know what's going on or if he just does. . I mas ... er..." You masturbate?" she whispered in surprise."Yeah baby. I'm sorry but, yeah, I do."Another twenty seconds."But what about mom?" She's asleep when I do it," I said."No I don't mean that," she said. "I mean why do you have to masturbate when you have mom?"By now, we had gone way too far in the conversation to cut it off."I er, that's a problem, hon. I ... I don't have mom ... We've tried but her, er, back just won't let her. She hurts too badly. It's been over two years since we. “You just… appeal to a different demographic than the men you meet.”“Yeah,” Emily muttered. “The men at the senior citizen really enjoy chatting to me on Library Tuesday. They show up by the busloads to come see me.”Judith stifled a laugh. “Why are you taking all of your clothes out of your closet?”Emily sank down on her bead and glanced at the pile of ugly materials and styles. “I’m getting rid of it,” she said darkly. “All of it. And I’m going to buy new things. Pretty things. Colour, Judith,.