He died of a lingering illness, during which his hopes of living were alternately raised, and depressed. Two years before he died, he gave me a huge p...rcel carefully tied up and sealed. ‘Take care of but don’t open this,’ he said; “if I get better, return it to me if I die, let no mortal eye but yours see it, and burn it.”His widow died a year after him. I had well nigh forgotten this packet, which I had had full three years, when, looking for some title deeds. I came across it, and opened it,. Mom said, “I don’t want it.” Salesman again spoke, “Ok Madam, here is one more thing. We also have moisturizing cream. It’s very effective and makes body and skin smooth. You can have it try. Please madam.” Mom again said no. Salesman go on showing different products and finally to get rid of him, mom agreed to try a cream. The cream was for feet for filling cracks and makes it smooth. Although my mom’s feet are so soft, but just to make him go, she gave it a try. He entered inside and mom sat. All I can say is it only took a couple days for that sweet pussy to regain its tightness. It was back to being super tight again the next night really. Now I wanted it loose and sticky again.I laid there in the dark after finishing sex Friday night and we both were quiet. That was when I asked her why she didn't do the teasing and she only said she wasn't comfortable doing it tonight. I didn't bother her anymore about it and didn't bring it up the next week at all. It took a couple weeks to. I had my eyes glued to the screen reading it. I was hot and sweaty and now very aroused. I had not realized that my right hand was between my parted legs and that my index finger was pushing in against the hose and panties, trying to penetrate into my now-soaked pussy. I needed to touch myself.There was nobody else in the business centre so I pulled my high heels off ands removed my hose and panties and scrunched them up and put them in my laptop bag as I touched myself while writing a reply to.