Now it had become second nature and she had to be careful during conversations in her regular life. Fortunately, Brenda rarely discussed her private b...dy parts in the routine course of a day. She put her hands under her skirt. Slipping her fingers under the lacy fabric, she ran her fingers over her smooth shaved cunt lips, adjusting her panties out of her crack. Her cunt was already starting to get wet. Her middle finger slipped between her cunt lips and touched her swollen clit. Brenda. As he played with the air system unit I quizzed him; knowing then that he was still single and lived just two blocks away from us…His name was Matthew. He concluded that the AC unit was broken and he would take a replacement part later in the afternoon. He took out the damaged section and I gave my cell number, so he could call me later…As soon as he left I had a warm shower and put on something that would peak his interest. I chose a light summer dress that showed too much cleavage and decided. Pushing my mother against the wall I fucked that twat hard until I was ready to cum. Silently I unleashed my load into my whimpering mothers cunt. "Good girl" I told her. "Get on all fours" She dropped to her hands and knees. "OK, now I will let you pee." Dragging my mother into the enclosed garden I used the dog chain to pen her into a corner. "You will always do your business here" I tell her. "And one more rule, keep that shit hole sparkly clean like last night deary"I then went inside to. And that’s possible. Like I said, it’s the nature of the business.But her leaving in the evening left us both out of sorts all day, and left me with a sleepless night wondering if I would see her again.Wondering what we really had.We’d been “an item” since she’d come stalking into my life two years ago, twelve years after we’d met. I’d assumed it was an unresolved infatuation on her part; that it would burn out, so I tried my best not to take it too seriously.But, whatever it started as, it.