Isaacs and my Mother was reasonably friendly, but in certain ways, also involved obligatory “good little Mom” duties too. They belonged to the sam... clubs, the same PTA, the same social circles, so they had to be civil and sugary-sweet to one another. Now as an adult, I was in my thirties, and Mrs. Isaacs was in her early fifties. She was still as beautiful and sexy as ever, always elegantly dressed, but never overly dressed for any occasion. And yes, she had always been a fitness buff, and. I knew it. I knew you would be ok with it. I love you so much right now, honey.”I automatically answered I love you and she continued excitedly, “Ok. You remember last week when I came to visit you at the studio for lunch and Darnell invited me to do a few lines with him and you said OK?”I did not remember that that was how it went down. I was working and she told me she was going off with this famous rapper's huge bodyguard, alone, to do drugs. I didn’t want to look uptight or seem insultingly. A small smile formed on Beth’s lips as she flicked the other strap away as well, leaving both straps hang on her biceps. Her dress dropped an inch, showing a lot more cleavage although still hiding her areolae.“Do you need more motivation?” she asked, as she put her leg on the couch. The position kept her panties hidden, although it showed him much of her inner thigh.Andrew gulped again, this time with more difficulty. He could tell that his mother was excited; her nipples poked the fabric of. You just ruined the moment.Me: come on it is just a fantasy and I like it a lot. It won’t hurt any sentiments.Priyanka: still I am not doing or imagine any guy other than you.Me: come on babes. You have anyways enjoyed many fucks before me. One fantasy won’t damage out relationship.Priyanka: what do you want to know.Me: tell me how many guys you had before in me inside that pussyPriyanka: 3.Me: hmmmmm… Who was good.Priyanka: to be honest just you. The way you lick my pussy and fuck me. Oooooo...