“Well, first … don’t call me ‘Mrs.’ anything. As you can guess, my marriage didn’t end well and I don’t want reminders.” He apologiz...d. “Just … call me by my name. It feels weird. I mean I’m an older woman and mother and I am not in some crisis where I am trying to relate to my daughter’s boyfriend in desperation.” She fell quiet for some minutes. The song changed but the music remained slow. “Maybe I do need to find something in my life to give me joy and pleasure … something to allow. "George Iwas talking on the phone with Debbie today and she's been a bit boredrecently." I stopped."And?" Well she was asking if me and her could go out for the night, just meand her down the pub one night." I looked across for a reaction therewas none."I'm not sure you know what happened the last time Debbie encouraged youand what about Melissa?" he asked."Well Debbie said Gavin would look after her. I could stay over nightgive you and Amanda a night to yourselves."The thought of that made me. In it slid. I watched in aah as more and more of the huge dick disappeared deep into Grandmas bowels. OH, SHIT!! OH, FUCK!! Hes stretching good. Hes filling my bowels! It feels so wonderful!! She screamed. Mom let go of the dick and horse rammed every inch into Grandmas waiting ass. All she said when the sheath hit her ass was, Goddamn, its huge!! But it does feels great!! OH, FUCK MY ASS!! It seemed as if the horse understood her because he started fucking her. In and out went the huge. The blue line indicated his download was proceeding asexpected. 10 minutes to completion.He walked back to the computer. Maybe he could find something on therealready to distract him while the download completed. He opened a few textfiles he'd found on a sight of erotica. Nothing thrilled him tonight. Evenhis lust seemed asleep. In fact tonight he felt dead inside.This dead feeling had occurred a lot lately. Nothing seemed to make him feelreally alive anymore. In more reflective moments, he.