I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you but I thought you might be cold. I'm so thankful my son has a good friend like you to take his mind off his responsibilities. Things just haven't been the same since his father left, we've both been struggling. I shouldn't burden you with all this. You just go back to resting. But I get this feeling every time you come over that you want something from me. The way you look at me, at my tits, at my ass makes me feel warm all over. It's not my imagination, is it? My son has been awesome trying to be the man around here but there's one thing he just can't do. He can't relieve this aching I have, an emptiness, how horny I constantly feel. But you can. You and your hard cock can help me feel alive again. I long to feel the warmth of a load of cum inside me. He never has to know.