My husband looked at me. "Are you sure you don't want me to stop?" As I lowered myself until I felt my son's dick bottom out in my pussy. "No, no, don...t stop, I want you to keep going. I'm good for the next half hour or so. What about you Mike, are you good for the next half hour?" "Yea mom, when you sat back down on me, I positioned myself so I would have no problem. I need to rise up for just a minute. Is that OK?" Do you want me to rise up with you?" No. just stay on my lap and I'll raise. Mum eventually called up the stairs to tell us all that lunch was on the table, so I left the game at a suitable moment – actually some ten minutes later – and went to feed with the family.Mum sighed as I entered the dining room and patted me on the shoulder.'I'm sorry, Paul, but I expect it's cold. I suppose you've been playing on your computer again?'I nodded.She put the plate of cold-ish hamburger and chips in front of me. One of the guys I played with online was American, and called crisps. "Come on, Hon, the McRib is the epitome of fine dining," Well, I guess there is a difference between being a struggling law student and junior partner at a prestigious law firm." she laughed."I was much more charming then." I think your bank balance says differently," she cracked."I always knew you were a grasping wench. Just in it for the money, huh?" No, I was just grasping for your huge cock," she laughed, as she grasped his member through his slacks."What about my witty personality?" A huge. For desert she had baked a couple of raspberries pies - she had picked the raspberries herself the previous afternoon - topped with whipped cream.As soon as everyone was finished with the dinner, she insisted that they all went fishing for the rest of the day saying that she was going to take care of washing the dishes.Ten minutes later the four of them were on the trail toward the river.On the way, Peggy tried a couple of times to get a word out of Anna but there was no use, all that she got.