"Glen is already sorely missed by his family, by mom and by Fiona and by me. We have lost a very good man, but have the memories of him that will hope...ully sustain us in the months and years ahead."I know he would want me to thank all of you for coming here today to show your respects. In many ways he was a quiet man who kept himself to himself, but he would have been moved that so many are here today."Dad, for the times we shared - good and bad, for the love between us, for all that you gave. She then laid out a blanket and sunned nude on the bank.She laid there enjoying the sun and warmth on her body. As she continued to enjoy the sun and noise from the waterfall she began to feel a moistness between her legs as her mind started to think about her coronation.She started rubbing her hand over her perky small breasts while her other hand found its way between her white milky thighs. She continued to squeeze her breasts and nipple and she started to rub her waxed cunt.She was really. I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer. I reached under her shirt and grabbed her swaying tits once again. I moved my fingers around her nipples and I could tell she really liked that. She began to speak again, "Oh Holy Fuck! Oh My Fucking God!" I leaned down close to her ear again. In a very stern voice I said, "Make me cum, Bitch!" She said, "Hell Yeah! Do It! Anywhere but my pussy. Now fuck me hard, I'm close!" I pulled my dick out of her pussy and teased her cunt lips. She said in a. We were spending a lot of time together. We were becoming really close, and I was now more a friend than a son for her. And that was exactly what I wanted her to feel about me. I wanted her to forget I am her son. I wanted to be the person she loved the most. All I wanted and dreamt of was to fuck her – strip her naked and push my dick deep inside her pussy.I slowly started being touchy with her, something I had never been my whole life. I would leave my hand on her thighs when watching TV,.