He said that Lush helped when he read stories of other people having sex and he would often masturbate to get some relief. Professor Carter mentioned ...hat he had written a few stories himself but he was too embarrassed to publish them. Sandy asked to read them so he sent them to her as attachments at her home e-mail address. The professor's stories were so loving and caring and the sex was only to demonstrate his affection for his wife, Wendy. Sandy cried when she read them and was convinced. I quickly laid my head in her lap and started nuzzling and nipping these lovely tits. She soon let me know that she was ready for me to strip her and without hesitation I pulled her dress and half slip off to reveal her pantyhose and the tiniest pair of panties. When I got her panties off I was rewarded by the plumpest pussy imaginable and it was almost hairless. Without further discussion she lays back on the rug and opened her arms and legs for me. The next thing I did was to dive for this. Since we have only one bedroom, I asked my mom to sleep there.I and my friend slept in the hall. During late mid-night, I found him missing near me. Thought he might have gone to the restroom. Later after a few minutes, I went in search of him. I was surprised to see my mom’s room door being open with a flashlight glimpsing over the room.I slowly approached there. I was shocked to see my friend Srini was shagging seeing my mom and holding her old bra from the laundry basket in one hand. My mom. So I was blindsided when she decided she wanted out. And my sense of honor and justice were bruised that she was willing to cheat on me with a slug like DJ and steal all of our money in the process. In 4 years I had never raised my voice, much less a hand when we did have the occasional argument; I guess I was supposed to rant and rave and throw things or beat my chest to impress upon her my manliness.I still have no idea what she saw in her biker that I did not offer, but again, I have not.