She felt me up for a second or two then engulfed my cock into her mouth. This woman knew how to suck cock and within seconds my dong was standing prou... and rock hard. And good for me I had drunk just enough that my cock was in it for the long haul. Wifes mom stood up and leaned back against the counter spreading her long legs, her pussy opened up showing that she was way wet and wanting my cock. I could not turn down wet pussy, especially when it belonged to such a hot woman. I buried my cock. Damn, you gotta love good posture.As she speaks, you're snapped out of your daze."Hello, you must be Mister Doe from the paper," she says, smiling."Yes, but you can call me, John if you'd like," you reply."Nice to meet you, sir" Nancy says politely; offering her hand."So, what's this case about that you're working on?" you ask as you shake her offered hand."It's a kidnapping case. C'mon, I'll tell you about it on the way," Nancy says.She turns and bends over to pick up her messenger bag from. And my wife didn’t appreciate it either. Not one bit. So we picked a fight. Real bad fight I tell you. Over literally nothing! So I decided to grab a beer or two, or three, or maybe even four – who knows – and settle down to think and drink it over, and vice versa.” “You know what dude,” the regular said again, “just fuck that bitch. She has to see you’re right. A man has to recover from his job once in a while, why not that day?” Before the young man had the time to even think of a possible. “either you just woke up with your normal morning hardon, or you’ve been listening for a while” you said. I responded “I’ve been listening". All of a sudden I began to wonder if we might be able to see what was going on. Because of the shape of the building, our room was on the inside of a sort of an elbow, with the room that the noise was coming from on the other side of the elbow. I crept out of bed and padded over to our sliding door, peeking out. As my eyes were adapted to the low light.