Then Laurie saw the reason for her heavy breathing. A blond young man was kneeling on the floor with his face buried in her mother's pussy. She saw th... movements of the young man's lips and tongue as they played with her mother's cunt. She heard her mother crying softly.It had been a month since her father died, and he had been sick for a long time before he died. Laurie knew that this was the first time in a long while that her mother had been with a man, and she was happy for her.She watched. Gathering handfuls of material I lifted her dress to expose her thick legs up to show the huge nylon panties that she wore. I hooked my thumbs into the waist band and pulled them down her legs. ‘Please don’t’ she managed to croak but I lifted her dress again to show her exposed cunt, whispy grey hairs s**ttered over her mound. She looked so humiliated standing there her dress lifted to her stomach, her panties around her thick ankles. Slowly I lifted the dress up over her head exposing inch. Itold her that coffee would be nice as I quickly turned to face her toprevent her from being able to look directly at my backside.When Carla returned with my coffee she asked how things had gone at homethe previous evening. I really didn't want to get into it with her so Ilied and told her things had gone fine and, quickly changing the subject,asked how her date had gone. Carla broke into a broad grin and said thather date had, in fact, been truly hot. She seemed to really glow thismorning and. His avatar was in most of the images, she recognized it. He'd shown theavatar to her before. It was supposed to represent him in the game. He'dbeen boasting about something he'd accomplished, in the game, with azeal she'd not seen in him since he'd lost his job. The game wasimportant to him as was his avatar, that seemed clear. The avatar wasiconically heroic, a huge masculine figure, heavily muscled, almostbrutish looking, and wielding an impossibly large sword and shield. Shefelt like she was.