Lynn’s breasts were splitting my shoulder and no one behind her could see. My leg was under the bar so the bartenders could not see. My brain raced,...no one had ever been this forward with me. What should I do?“Lynn, what are you trying to accomplish?”“I like you.” She spoke in a very matter-of-fact fashion. “And I want to show that to you. I want you to explain to me why you don’t do sex anymore.”“Well,” I took a deep breath and let out a relaxing sigh, “as I told you, I was married for 19. She pulled out so her lips were at the head and sucked and slurped her tongue around it, which was making me very sensitive, and then she took me back into her mouth with one movement. I was trying to hold out while rowing to who knows where but something had to give.“Fuck Rita I’m about to cum! If you don’t want it down your throat you better move!”She didn’t move, she instead sucked faster and squeezed my balls slightly, but enough. I stopped rowing as I thrusted forward and she pushed my. Feeling that hand she opened her legs, her man should not have to ask! “Mom look at me!” She had been afraid to look him in the eyes, she didn’t know if it was permitted. Turning her head she looked him right in the eyes. She was naked and sitting on her son’s lap, he was touching her, she had never been more embarrassed, or more turned on! She was afraid she was going to start to drip on him. Giving her tit a firm squeeze,”Things have changed right?” She nodded. He kissed her and his other. The boys raced through their morning work to be sure to have a seat for the noon show.She would open the backdoor and walk down the steps, with the laundry basket balanced on her hip. It rocked in rhythm to her walk as she descended the steps to the yard. She would turn a bit and walk away from us to the far end of the clothesline. I think she could hear us all moan as we watched her ass cheeks bounce in a motion that pumped blood into our cocks with each little roll.One day I had to piss.