She was totally shocked and at the same time very turned on. For the next few weeks she ignored me and I did not know why. She also stopped logging on...o the Internet. One day as I was logging onto the chat site, I found her on the Internet again. I asked her where she had been and why she had not logged on for a long time. She told me that she had taken some time off to get her head together and try to make sense of her sexual obsession for her son. She then started asking me personal questions. FOOD HUNGRY. GOSH. BOYSCOUTS. A HANDFUL OF THEM. EARLY TEENS. ENGLISH? NOT CUTE. I ONLY HAVE ONE HOUR AND FORTY MINUTES LEFT ON MY BATTERY. I CAN'T SEEM TO FIND A PLUG. ONE HANDSOME PASSERBY. I'M GOING TO START WORKING ON MY EYE CONTACT SKILLS. I WOULD HAVE BETTER LUCK WITH FLIGHT ATTENDANTS. NO LUCK ON THE PLUGS AND I'M TIRED OF TROLLING AROUND. I'M NEXT TO MY GATE, WILL WAIT HERE, SAVE ON MY CIGARETTES. ONLY TWO HOURS LEFT… I'M SITTING NEXT TO THE BATHROOM IN THE CHECK-IN AREA AND THERE'S. I wish I could say that it's unfounded, but thetruth is this probably was the riskiest thing I could have done. Evendoing something like joining the military back home to go into specialforces or something probably would be safer... Something about theirhouse though really is becoming home. Last night Fred took a picturewith me andI paused as I almost typed Mommy... 'Do I really think of her as thatnow?' I asked myself. I had to admit I now had 'Mom' back home who wouldforever be my real. .. I know you want to.”I looked up and she shook her pony-tail at me. Fuck yes! I grabbed hold of it and yanked her head back as I pounded her hard. She pushed her ass up and leaned onto the table, giving me a full view of my cock pistoning in and out of her.”That’s it baby... fuck mommy hard... fuck me fast... fill me up, baby.” I pulled her head back as I drove in hard and blasted her full of my cum.”That’s it... cum for mommy, baby, give it to me,” she grunted.I kept fucking as my balls.