I awoke with a burning, constricting sensation down below and realized that I had my trunks still on and that my penis was semi-erect. Then the though... dawned on me that I was holding this scantily-clad woman in my arms, voluptuous and beautiful, my hand was resting dangerously on one of my mother's ample breasts. I immediately grew hard. Jesus! My own mother! I had to get away, if not just to relieve my aching hard-on which was painfully twisted in my trunks.I moved slightly to get away and. The one place I always wanted to do it was my old home. How amazing and ironic it would be to leave my old bed covered in the sweat of our love?We leave work early one afternoon and head to my old house. Technically, my ex-husband's house now. I still have my keys and hope that I can get them to work. We pull in and I race you to the door. You have heard a lot about this house and I am excited to show you and touch you in every room. My key unlocks the door with ease, as if the very house. I put my hand on her panties it was wet so I started roughing her pussy area above panty and she whispered please don’t do it she can’t control it. So I stopped it and pasting my time with her back and boobs.The bus reached at Teena stop I too departed with her while Laxmi asked why I am getting down here. I replied with seriousness that I have to go to the Bank so. And she replied with smile ok bye. Teena on the way to her office thrown the handkerchief and clean her hand on her skirt bottom.I. But then, just as he was at the point of seeing the futility of even trying, a face came to him. He saw Grace sitting in that courtroom, a lonely little girl who had lost everyone she loved and the smile that came across her face when he told the judge that he wanted HIS daughter. HIS daughter damn it, not somebody else’s, HIS daughter. A daughter he had conceived with a woman he loved more than he could ever describe. Suddenly his head stopped its side to side motion and he locked his eye’s.