Finally as all your sexual tension drains away your motionless body relaxes on top of me while you hold my curvy fullness pulling me toward you. Fiv... minutes to catch our breath is all we are afforded. The front door is opening and we bound in different directions while I leave you to get your trousers on and I button my shirt, adjusting my skirt. My panties and pantyhose require altogether too much coordination, which at the moment I lack so I kick them under your bed and dash to the couch. Momma had not come into my bedroom declaring me a perversion of nature. The birds were chirping and all was right with the world. Except for me. My world had turned upside down in less then a week. Last Saturday I was tearfully saying goodbye to a father being sent off to jail for the next seven years. This Saturday morning I was waking up from a night watching my long lost mother get fucked silly by a stranger. Things couldnt get stranger. Momma was already up and puttering in the kitchen when. She may not have totally outgrown those training bras which are the last ones that I bought for her. But she was on the cusp of moving up to a real bra.Her eyes widened significantly as the unwanted sensations she was receiving from Mr. Kent's finger moving on her nipple began to register. I could see that she was troubled by her reaction to his touch. She knew it was totally inappropriate.I felt terrible. I knew something of what she was going through. I felt the same confusion of emotions. Several unattached men called and left their cards, but none caught my fancy and I resolved not to make any choice until after the party.My bedroom education continued with demonstrations of the many possible positions used when rogering and several of the staff performed for me. I wondered that they could do it without embarrassment with partners that were not their spouse but I learned later they earned a few coppers more for educating me. With so much sexual activity going on around me, I.