.," she continued, as I openedthe bottle and began to drizzle a small amount down into the crease of Tara's ass. "We talked and danced for a while...,... As she continued her sordid tale, I watched the lube form a thin,shimmering rivulet as it trickled down between her cheeks before dividing in two to encircle the shaft of my deeply implanted dick. "Uh huh..." I said, squeezing out a few more droplets along the base mycock, withdrawing slowly in order to coat more of my length with the slippery. I don’t know – don’t want to know – the details. All she said was, “He got drunk and fell overboard from the ferry to Holland.” Over the next few weeks there seemed to be a rash of fatalities; a Government Minister had a fatal heart attack, as did several senior officers from East Anglian constabularies – Suffolk, Norfolk, Essex and Cambridgeshire were all affected. There were several ‘hit and run’ ‘accidents’, and at least one ‘mugging went wrong’. Apart from the fatalities, there were several. I was thinking how many times I had been fucked the night before. Also how I loved to suck his cock and swallow his cum. The covers were down to my waist and my tits bare as I heard the door to my bedroom open. The son walked in and said "I need to talk to you." He was looking at my bare tits so I took my time covering them up. I told him "Come sit down and talk." He then stood and got naked. "What are you doing?" I asked him. "I have watched my dad fuck you and now I am going to fuck you" he. " Yes well, one day I had to work overtime and so did your father, so I asked Carry if she could babysit. When I came back, it turned out that your father had finished work early... and found his way in Carry's pants."My heart sank a little. He had cheated on her with her best friend, no wonder she told him to leave. I took hold of my mother's hands and rubbed them. She looked up and I smiled at her."I'm sorry he hurt you, mum. I understand why you told him to leave," I said. She smiled at me.