I said Mom did you see all those guys looking at you, no baby, were they? she giggled. We got in the car and drove away, She said, Cody this is fun…...��Mom drove up broadway past the palace theater. lets check out the Cinema she said . Ok with me I replied, or we could go somewhere and park…I laughed….Later darling, later, she teased back……The movie was great, a comedy that kept both of us laughing……Mom was fun to be with I thought. I was lucky to have her. You could almost say we had grown up. I seized the moment and started rubbing her back and giving her gentle pats to help ease her coughing. She smiled in appreciation, and when she leaned back, this time she leaned against me and curled up under my arm. I reached around her and started to gently massage the back of her neck. She moaned something about feeling good, so I put down my wine and started massaging her soft shoulders with both hands. She leaned forward, relaxing as I rolled the soft flesh in my hands. I suggested we. Too bad.I had a regular girlfriend for dates and such but she couldn’t compare with Cunnie in bed, possibly because she hadn’t fucked a fraction that the housewife had. This somewhat older married hottie loved to talk about her adventures as we screwed to get me up again. I knew that on Saturday’s I might be getting seconds or even thirds and/or lubing her up for some other guy. Didn’t matter to me. Her pussy was always the finest place to put my dick.Early on I asked her why she was fucking me. Especially in this day of frivolous litigation. She told me to touch her… “touch me father…touch me O’revered one..” to translate directly from the Xhosa language.I could hear the waves of the Indian Ocean crashing onto the rocks a several metres away. I had no time to muck, I had to fuck. Yeah, fuck her hard and quick. She was surprisingly co-operative and involved. It made this appear less of the "transactional sex" and at least look like a crazy romance. I slurped on her very clean sex, she.