He eagerly started eating and then went to the water dish…his tail wagging all the time.“Fran,” I said, “come and sit down at the table.” Sh... did and we sat there in a suspended, anticipating silence. “Are you?” she asked. “What?” “Are you naked under your skirt?” My face went red. Fran and I never talked about things like that but I had told her my secret, all of it, every detail, so I guess it was natural for her to ask. I was embarrassed and just looked down, nodding. Fran said: “Can. I then parked the car in the underground garage and up to the room we went. We talked for over an hour, finding out all about him, where he had been and what he was doing in Seattle. "I've had a lover for the last year in San Francisco. I'm not from L A, but I didn't wanna let you know that right away, 'cause I thought if you knew I was from San Fran Sicko, you would a probably dropped me right away." He was very open with everything about himself. "Because of the AIDS thing," Jim asked. "I bet you will be one of the fasted girls on the trail." That's funny mom. Hopefully fast enough that no one can keep up withme."I was quickly making my way down the Greenbay running trail. At first Iwas looking all around to make sure I didn't see nearby neighbors orfriends. A couple of miles into my run, I got into my groove and stoppedfretting. I was moving along at a fast but not unusual pace for me. Ifound that I had to slightly adjust my running stride because of thebreast forms. They. He dropped to his knees behind her and began licking her ass and pussy just as she started sucking the big cock in front of her. I couldn’t believe my eyes when the older man behind her, stood and dropped his pants, revealing a hard, fat, 9 inch cock. He began rubbing it up and down her slit and then without warning, he buried it “balls deep” in her pussy and began to fuck the shit out of my loving, old, sweet mother.She was humping back, matching him, stroke for stroke as she continued to deep.