I tried to hold her hands but she stood up and went to serve food on the table. We had a quite dinner and we sat down on the couch to talk again. she ...ust have sensed that I was desperately trying to get to her. After talking for about 20 minutes she again stood up to go do the dishes. I sat and after a while I waled to the kitchen and hold her in a light embrace from behind and pushed my bulge on to her ass. She didn’t resist but requested me not to do it, to which I told her that I really. I love you.? ?I love you too sweetie.? She said as she stared toward the wine cellar. It was on the other side of the house and down in the converted basement. I knew it would take her at least five minutes. Now was my chance! Once mom started for the wine cellar I dashed to her study. It was near the front door and always unlocked. When I got in the study I stood and stared. She used to have a rather large black ledger type address book. I was in horror at not seeing it. My plans were. With a loud moan, she pictured him going down on her and making her feel things she could only dream of. She imagined rewarding him by taking as much as she could of his enormous cock down her throat. The fantasies kept her right at the edge of climax as she came down from her second orgasm and she crashed wildly into her third not long after, the pleasure thundering through her entire being. That was where she stayed for what felt like it could have been hours as she came, barely recovered,. "As I wriggled in my chair, I heard the faint squelching noise of a cunt being fingered hard, I gushed in to my knickers. "Did you hear that Ann, that was my cunt oozing all over my fingers? I'm making myself climax thinking of your tits and pussy. Now I'm pushing two fingers up my arse, oh it feels so good Ann, I wish it was you doing it, I wish you were here fucking me. Oh... oh... I think I'm... going... oh... yes I'm going to orgasm Ann. Yes Ann... yes... oh... oh... ohhhhhhh." The phone.