Now she was for real, looking so absolutely right and lovely in a sheer silk and satin negligee which, she said, she had just bought for my pleasure, ...long with a few other small ‘knick-knacks’ from Ann Summers, to keep me ‘on heat.’ (It was that Tiger thing about us again). Not as though she would need anything on that account that night, but the mind boggled as to what else she had bought – but she said as I often remembered her saying before, that I would have to wait, that perhaps if I was. So the night of our third date we went out for dinner, then a movie. Then dinner was nice and intimate and several times she reached out and held my hand. The movie was a thriller, not horror, but there were several times when she grabbed my hand at a intense scene. I was feeling good. We got back to her place and she invited me in for a drink. It was starting to snow lightly, but it was no big thing, and I wanted to spend more time with her. I built a fire and we sat and chatted for hours. It. " What about these?" Mark handed the others over.Toby gasped. "That's not Victoria, I promise," he whispered."No, Toby, I know it isn't but the same chap took them." The bastard. It must be Charles." He buried his head in his hands.Mark waited. Toby finally looked up. "Is that all?" he asked."'Fraid not," said Mark and handed him the letter.Toby read it. "The bastard!" he said again. "The mean, lying, conniving bastard!" Want to tell me?" Mark asked."You're going to hate me." Not necessarily,. As she began sucking it she started massaging my balls , after sometime I took my cock out of her mouth and went lil back and spread her leg and I forced my cock inside her vagina . I started riding her slowly at first and then I started fucking her faster and harder . She started moaning . Our room was filled with moaning and spanking sound of my ball pounding against her ass . After couple of strokes , I felt we were being watched , as I turned around I was shoked to my core as I saw her son.