Mom was a pro. i was so caught up with what was the best blow id ever had, i hadnt noticed that mom was crying while sucking me off. so sad so despara...e for attention and sexual desires that had been building up for years. rubbing her hair saying it's ok mom it's okay sshhhhh sssshhhhhh. She looked up at me, i love you so much son, tell me you love me too. so much mom, i love you so much. she teared up a little smiled and returned to giving me oral sex. after a couple of minutes of mom going. “Well now I’m just embarrassed,” Tanya replied, blushing and fiddling with her glass.“I think it was amazing too,” I offered and Tanya smiled lightly.“No need to be concerned on my account,” Arthur went on warmly and he leant over to pat Tanya’s knee. She looked up at him. “I’m just an old pervert who dreams and jacks off over stuff like this… And don’t forget you’ll never see me again!”“Do you really?” Tanya grinned.“Really what?”“Really jack off?” she pressed.“Umm… yes! Often!”“And do you?”. It wasn’t a hardship.But the real proof was later that day.We were sitting outside late morning in companionable silence, the sun hot, when Rachael spoke. “Let’s go camping. I want to see Mount What’s-its-name.”“There’s no running hot water,” I cautioned. “Or mattress to sleep on.”“I don’t care. It’ll be fun! Come on, Gramps. Live a little. Be a rebel!”I laughed with amusement. “Okay. Friday. The day after tomorrow. We need to go into town for supplies this afternoon.”Rachael jumped up. “Why. ? I looked down at her sore tits, and then at the belt, and almost laughed.? Why was I whipping her?? It seemed so quaint – like something out of a romantic story from the nineteenth century.I stopped after three.? I did not have the heart for whipping.? I picked up my scissors again and cut through the delicate, white material of her bra, which immediately released her breasts fully.? I moved my hand over them, slowly (as if there was any other way to do it).? I was exploring, but even then, I.