I will not judge you for anything you say.The lonely housewife started narrating her story in long messages. I was patiently listening, messaging her ...n occasional, “okay,” “hmm,” “oh,” “I see,” “is it?” and “then…”We chatted all night long. Long story short, she started surfing porn sites, reading sex stories and doing role-play on chat sites. She even bought some fancy dildos.The lonely housewife did all these on the advice of a friend. Her friend also seemed to be a middle-aged woman whose. “You’re welcome. But I should be thanking you.”One tear managed to escape her defenses. It slid down her cheek.“I love you, son.”“I love you, mom.”Their faces leaned forward to each other. They kissed, fully on the lips. It was an emotional lip-lock. Then their foreheads met, both sighing.“Um, where were we?” she inquired, sounding absentminded. “Lynda,” he repeated, himself sounded a bit winded.“Where do you know me from?”“When my folks lived in Queens.”*In the late afternoon the next day,. She excitedly explained that she was now 100% mine, body, mind and soul. She assumed her favorite position with her leg thrown over me and her cunt tucked up against my hip. I traced the lines of her shoulder with my finger and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear then bent and kissed her forehead gently. The world was right in that exact moment, nothing could have made it better.But, into every sunny day some rain must fall, right? As we were drifting into a light after sex nap, her. Then Netania reached around behind her and unhooked her bra. The bra fell to the floor. “My turn,” Kaylee said. Netania lifted her arms, and off came her blue tank top. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Kaylee smiled. She leaned in and began to suck Netania’s hard, erect nipples. Netania’s head went back as a wave of pleasure coursed through her. “Oh, fuck, yes s*s,” she gasped. Kaylee went from one breast to the other. Finally, Netania pulled her head up. Netania leaned in and began to suck Kaylee’s.