My cock was desperate for attention but it would have to wait.I said to her “why don’t we act out the kind of fantasy your husband is probably wan...ing about right now”. “He is probably imagining you with another man, legs wide apart and enjoying every minute”. “I am enjoying every minute”, she said. “OK”, I said, “lets go into the bedroom, and I want you to do what I tell you”. So, we went into the bedroom and I instructed her to lie on the bed, then to take her knickers off and open her legs. The next few weeks passed quietly regarding Karen and myself. When she had the chance, she would rub my cock, even grabbing it when she could. I done the same, grabbing her ass and her tits, even slipping my hand between her legs every now and then.One Wednesday we were all off work we decided to have a lazy day. June decided to have a lie in and that left Karen and myself down stairs on our own. She was in her pyjamas and I was also in mine. Her pyjamas were a lot sexier than mine. All I had. It hurt that I was considered ahas been. I had my life before me. It also took Mom a few months. Thenone day she said that we had to move on and accept being normal people.Then thinks slowly improved and we were acting like normal people. Momwas talking about getting in the PTA and I was making friends. It washard if we had a school play. I remembered too how fun it was at thestudios. This was my life now, and to be honest, I was happy with it andthe best thing was so my mother.When I was. Talk however I like. I move around behind her and push her legs apart. My pants are open and my shirt is up. My chest and abdomen is covered with thick black hair, she gasps as she looks over her shoulder seeing my long thick cock. I'm stroking myself. Then I rub my cock head on the lips of her pussy. I'm about to do it, to do her. Yana feels a tingly feeling in the center of her chest. She wants to tell about her kindness. But it seems so random and difficult to explain. Before she can turn.