Read how my love for my mother changed into lust and what I did with my drunk mom.‘I was a little shocked and stared at her for a while. She looked ...ead into my eyes and said, “I know you’re not a sincere girl. You’ve definitely got some here. Go get it. I want to get drunk!” I had never seen her like this, and it was a little surprising for me. But I did as she asked and got some beers for us.We started drinking, and boy, could she take a drink. She was downing bottles, and I was a little. "It's been so long since I've had sex," she said. "You're so tender and kind. It is so different and peaceful." I began a gentle rhythm and she responded. We were moving in unison and becoming more intense. Before long, I was slamming my cock into her all the way up to my balls and Bernadette was lifting her ass up to meet every thrust. I was amazed how wet and tight she was. I felt myself starting to cum and Bernadette was right there in tune with me. I let out an animalistic grunt and she. He moved his hands down to her waist and spun her around to face him. She gasped. "It's you," she whispered. He smiled and she felt her knees weaken. He pulled her close and kissed her. His hands made their way to her ass, gently squeezing it. "I'm Jesse," he said when their lips parted. "I'm Grey," she whispered breathlessly. "Will you join me for a drink in my room then, Grey?" Gladly!"They walked to the hotel and headed to his room. He held open the door and let her in. She gazed out his. Charlie did have a tiny let down when she spotted the wedding ring, a quick glance told her the guy must be her husband. 'Too bad!' She thought. That was a dangerous line to cross and one Charlie had on her ‘No Way’ list.That was one of the lessons from Mari, "Literally make a list of things you will not do and stick to it. Having them spelled out makes it much easier to say no. You don’t have to think about it, it’s on the list, so no! If you have to take the time to think about it, whoever is.