I threw some bread in the toaster and grabbed a drink before sitting down at the table.“Well good morning there, you look like hell.”I had to smil... at my mother’s brutal honesty. “Yeah, it wasn’t the greatest night last night.”“I got you that night light so you wouldn’t be so scared of storms anymore,” she gave me a wink and then laughed, resuming her singing.I shook my head at her horrid joke, heading back to the toaster at the sound of it popping. I didn’t even taste the toast as I ate, my. I called Ev at the boat yard. He owed me, whether he liked it or not. "Ev, it's Sylvia calling from the barge boat," I said."Hello, is something wrong with the house boat?" he asked."No, I need some work done on my truck," I said."We are not auto mechanics," he said distastefully."This is something you can do. I'll be by in an hour to explain," I said."So Wilson, when I get back from the boatyard, have a time line for Dana Simpson's faithful night. It doesn't have to be complete, but as close. He may think I am just staying here until I can find a place of my own. Should we fill him in?" I don't know. What about your parents? What do they think of your moving to Albuquerque?" They live in Idaho. They knew about my bad marriage and were pleased for me to get divorced. I haven't told them anything about Albuquerque except that I have a great job and a great boss." A boss who you are sleeping with," I said in a facetious way."That does sound bad. But in fact you have slept with every. Man, did it taste sweet! I then sucked more of her wetness from the crotch as I started stroking my penis. After a few minutes of light stroking and gently sucking on Dee’s juices, I wrapped the panties around my dick, making sure the soiled panties crotch was covering the head of my cock. I then stroked my penis with her dirty panties, feeling the wetness against my swollen head. After ten minutes of stroking and fantasizing, I started cumming. My Cockhead swelled to twice its normal size..