‘I’m fine, mom, I just stubbed my toe. You can come in, if you like.’ Her mother came in, dressed in her traditional floor length flannel gown a...d sat on the edge of the bed. Melissa’s mom was forty six but still by any estimation an attractive woman. ‘Did you and Sid have a good time?’ ‘Sure, mom.’ ‘I really like him. He’s not like most of the phonies over at THE university.’ Her mother paused, trying to collect her thoughts. ‘Honey, we need to sit down and have that mother-daughter talk that. So, alas, we were doomed to never have children. Or at least, that's what I thought before I made that fateful space voyage.Shortly after our tenth wedding anniversary, I was watching the Financial Channel when the news was interrupted with a special bulletin: "NASA has announced that plans to launch the Vulcan Probe to cool off the planet Venus have been cancelled. Apparently, the fusion accelerator was defective, and getting another one will take two weeks." TWO WEEKS? This was bad news; I'd. To prove she was joking, she leaned forward to lick the head of my penis again.“They’re OK,” I said. “I’m a harmless bit of fun for them. I think the girl had some body image issues and the mother was just trying to show her that she was pretty. I saw her a day or two after the first time they were out and she thanked me for helping. Of course, Sarah had to give me shit about it. She was here so I had to explain it.”“Well, if you looked at her like you look at me her issues should be well. Molina swayed to the music and laid back in her chair. She adjusted her glasses on the tip of her nose and winked at me.She pulled her leggings down a bit and I gazed fondly at the skin that peered through as she chuckled at me. She squeezed her tit, smacked her wide ass and looked naughtily into the cam. She turned sideways and posed while her ass jutted out.Molina started to tease me as she adjusted her hair up and turned. Her low-cut churidar showed off her tight, juicy back as she swayed.