"Nothing," she answered nervously, unable to look him in the eyes."I thought I told you to stay out of my room! Weren't my instructions clear enough?"...he asked."Yes," she murmured."Well, why were you in there, then?" There was no response."I see," he said momentarily. "You were looking for the discs, weren't you?" No," she gasped, a little too strongly. "I was . . . dusting."He grabbed her by the arm and led her back into his room. "Without a dust cloth?" he asked as he surveyed his room. "Come. Oscar’s cock grew soft in my hand and he tenderly kissed me on the forehead and released me. I got up sheepishly and went back to my room. There I masturbated to the remembrances of Oscar’s cock in my hand and the vision of his cum spewing forth from his cock. Several more days passed and mom was still at her mother’s she had become much worse. Oscar came to me this time in my bedroom late at night. He stood by my bed and asked me to please take care of him. He needed me. I sat up on the side. As we continued, I repositioned her several times. She responded best when I propped up her beautiful bottom with 2 pillows. This allowed maximum tongue insertion and allowed me to genitally and anally penetrate while still performing orally. She accepted every movement - every thrust. It soon overwhelmed her, and she orgasmed again.By now, she was spent. She appeared exhausted, but pleased. I climbed up again to her - kissed her with the lips that had become soaked by her love juices. She. He was almost double the size now. Gorilla was looking in her eyes, like he had recognized her. She went inside the house and brought two big towels. She spread one towel next to the fire on the floor. She wanted gorilla to come forward and sit on the towel. Still she didn’t want to make any silly move. Slowly she moved closed to him. She was looking small doll next this giant beast. Then she touched his black fur very carefully. But gorilla didn’t mind. She moved her hand on his fur. By doing.