“Oooooh, you’re going to have to move for me, Tony,” she said. “I can’t bend over far enough.”Tony gripped his mother’s hips, burying hi... face into her sweaty ass, enjoying the feel. He kissed and licked about his mother’s crotch, tasting her cunt and asshole. When Judy closed her mouth around his cock again, he fucked up and down. She was almost standing on her head once more, but the twisted, awkward position excited them both.Tony seemed to love the way her sweaty crotch smelled, and she. In my mind I was thinking that it was hilarious to think that I had my husband’s permission to have sexual intercourse with this man but did that include a romantic walk as I held his arm? I decided that this concern would have to wait until I got home and discussed it with my husband. In all our talks this subject never came up. I would wing it this time and ask forgiveness later if it upset him.After a little bit of walking Victor asked me if I would like to eat dinner with him and I agreed. ”“But it means a lot to me,” she said. “So spill it. What did you tell the feds?”I looked away again, shaking my head. “I can’t tell you. I’m not allowed to discuss it. Besides, the Feds will have to tell you sooner or later.”Out of the side of my vision I could see her hair occasionally fly as she turned her head to both watch traffic and probably stare daggers at me. I could hear her softly growl as she jerked the car around the van we’d been behind for several lights. It put us at the lead. ‘Giving lessons sounds like a great idea, but as good as you are, I would think that you could make your living playing professionally.’ Jill’s smile faded. ‘I couldn’t do that now, Mr. Wilson. Before I lost my sight I wanted to be a concert pianist, and even then I knew it was going to take all my time and energy. My blindness is a handicap I can’t overcome in that field.’ I started to protest, but as soon as I spoke, she interrupted. ‘I’m not being tragic here. I know I can still play well,.