She had been nervous and afraid when she had first gotten into bed with her new husband, even though she loved him so deeply, but by the next morning ...he had become an eager student of the Frank Sheridan School For Advanced Fucking. It had been simply wonderful, and she would do anything her horny husband would ask.Blowjobs had been one of the first things he had taught his new bride, and Karen had been an excellent pupil. Frank had been happy to show her his own expertise at pussy licking when. Michael was not the murdering type. He had always been calm, even when angry. Isla had always figured something in his past had taught him to keep tight control over his emotions. Even when Isla had seen him being escorted to court the day after his arrest, he had been calm. The image of Michael in those handcuffs had given her an idea. She knew Michael had seen her that night. She had wondered why he had not said anything about her being there just as he was. She had made the decision to visit. I nodded happily. She turned around straddling my head. Then smiled broadly as she leaned across to the box of groceries and took something from the top of the box. I wondered what it could be, briefly at least, because she was moving back to position her wet and warm pussy in reach of my mouth, and I reached up to tease her with my tongue.As I did so, she moved her hand and I felt something nudging the entrance to my pussy. I stopped my teasing, trying to see what she was doing, but could not. She gave me some wine and we watched tv. She continued to probe and I gave in and told her the problem, I told all about my hair triger. Mom said that I need pratice. I then asked mom if she had been with other guys and how were they. Mom looked a little uneasy and I told her we were being open and all this was just between us. Mom then surprised me by saying that she had been with about thirty guys before she met my dad, wow I thought to myself. My mom was no beauty queen and figured maybe two.