I went to a conference one week and even picked up a guy who reminded me of him, but the guy could not get it up. Shit, here I was ready to cheat on m... husband and I couldn't even do that right. A couple of weeks later, the salesman, Denny, invited my husband and I to his home for the weekend. We sat around Friday night drinking and talking. My husband got drunk as usual and passed out. We were in their finished basement and that was where my husband and I were going to sleep. So we tucked my. How pathetic is that?I went to her room and stood there, not knowing what to do. Mom had removed her slacks and was sitting on the bed in just her t-shirt and panties.“Come in, Teddy. And it might be better if you take your shorts off.”This was totally out of control. “Are you sure about this, Mom?”She responded, sounding imperious, “Yes, I need the practice.”Again the thought of rejecting her made me comply with her wishes. I untied the string on my shorts and slipped them down. I could. Red hair, and very sexy. "Come on in, I'm Teresa" she said.So we started some chit chat, she was single but loved to play around with men, especially well endowed, if they turned out they could deliver a good time that is. I explained my situation and we talked some more as we sat on the couch and I wasn't sure where it was going so I decided to make a move, I just leaned forward and started kissing her. She opened her mouth wide and took in my tongue and gave an audible sigh of pleasure as. I knew you wanted it the first time I saw you in the bar – you just won’t admit to yourself that underneath that mumsy exterior, you’re just a common whore”.Bev’s head was reeling. She’d never imagined anything like this and never been spoken to the way Donna was speaking now. She was confused by what was going on – but still drunk from the headiness that Donna’s fingering had given her. More importantly, Bev was still horny. Oh yes, so very fucking horny. It was if sheer a****l lust had.