Bonnie and Sharon had always talked about getting together to have lunch or something but their schedules never seem to allow it. For a few years they...only stayed in touch via Facebook or the phone. As fate would have it, we moved to the other side of town so that I no longer had a 1 hour commute twice a day. Bonnie and Sharon finally were able to get together. They decided to go shopping and grab lunch. This was the day the began us down the road of Bonnie becoming a hotwife. After over 7. His mother ran a laundry business, you see, and used a LOT of water. Because of this, Jack had procured bigger and bigger buckets, so he wouldn't have to make so many trips up and down the hill. These large buckets weighed a lot, and Jack got awfully buff carrying them.The reason he didn't want to make so many trips wasn't because he was lazy. It was because in those days, only women brought clothes to the village laundress, so, if he was in or around the cottage, he got to see all the pretty. The fellow standing next to me noticed me staring at the lady. “Don’t even go there, my friend.” I had been caught ogling an attractive lady. “But she has such a nice car.” I told him, trying to deflect my slight embarrassment with a little humor. He told me her name was Jeanine. She was married. Her husband of two years worked construction somewhere in the mid-west. And for the last two years she had been the secretary to the guy responsible for implementing this new concept in dorm living. I. Kyle walked over to the bed. He took the dildo from my hand."You don't need this Mom," he told me.My eyes went wide as Kyle began to undress before me. I was soon looking at his thick rod. Kyle climbed up onto the bed with me. He pulled my legs even wider apart."Please no, we can't Kyle!"I knew I didn't mean a word of it. Kyle lowered his face and I felt his tongue lapping at my slit. I let out this huge sigh as my son got me wet. I couldn't stop myself. I reached down and put my hands on the.