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We were quiet for an uncomfortable moment or two, like we had both forgotten how to speak. "Looks like a nice place, good neighborhood." Fran said. It's quiet, but close enough to everything." She took my hand as we entered the lobby and headed down the hall. Come on in." She looked around a bit and then we both sat down on the couch.She said, "That's a good start, but there is more we need to do. It is wrong by just about any measure on the planet....it feels incredibly good. It is a really naughty and dirty kind of sex, that is why we needed the punishment first." I did as I was told and moved my face close to Mommy's butt. But to hear the way Mommy was moaning it was doing something.So, if we are going to 'love' each other in this special way, we need to balance it with punishment for our sin, or we will go crazy. I grabbed each butt cheek with my hands so Mommy could use her hands to support herself, and I started licking. I started to lick harder and harder, trying to pull her asshole open with my hand and, I don't know why, but I wanted to stick my tongue into Mommy's asshole as far as it could go. Fran replied, "I wasn't sure at first, but then.....well, now I'm glad I did." "Me too." I continued on, "Would you like to go inside and see some of the exhibits and talk a little? Lead the way." Walking around the museum, I'm not sure either one of us was really looking at any of the exhibits. As we continued to stroll about, Fran made the first move and wrapped her arm around mine and pulled me in closer to her.Mommy tilted her head back and let out a hugh sigh. "Son, I want you to take your tongue and lick Mommy's butt hole.
"Mom, you're crying." "It's okay Son, it's tears of joy. Mom started to moan with each stroke and I started to breath heavier and heavier. She described herself as 64 years old, somewhat heavy but curvy, with shorter gray hair. Then, turning to her, I said, "I especially liked the last sentence." I looked at the letter again and slowly read to her "Fantasies can be fun." "Fran, I can't tell you how, forgive me, how turned on I got when I read that last sentence." "I'm glad you noticed, and I gotta admit, I was hoping to catch your attention with that." "I like fantasies too, Fran. I have some ideas, really kind of personal secret ideas." Fran replied, "I have some really private personal ideas too." "I like you Fran." "I like you too Jonathan." We gave each other's hands a warm squeeze. " Fran said, "That would be lovely." I took her letter out of the drawer in the end table and said to her, "Come closer, let's enjoy this together." I read out most of it to her, with her reading next it next to me. "Yes, especially bedroom ideas." "You're ad, Jonathan, well, with the age differences and you looking for a much older woman and all, well...does kind of suggest a few things in particular." "Yes, it does, it was meant too. "I'm kind of embarrassed." "Don't be embarrassed Jonathan, I'm here now, just the two of us alone, and I suspect I'm thinking a lot like you. I hope we can meet soon, and I really hope that we hit it off. I mean what you wrote." "You're on." "Well I guess it's me first." I said softly.