So, what do you want to do tonight?" How about we watch a movie? There's quite a selection of movies on TV tonight." Sounds great," he said, getting u... and grabbing a soda from the fridge.Yet again, he caught that strange scent again. His stomach twisted into knots when he realized it was coming from his mother. As he turned around, he noticed his mother rubbing her temples and taking what looked like aspirin. When she got up to check a pan of potatoes on the stove, he went over and looked at. Waiting.Finally she felt him pick up the first piece of extension tubing, one of the two draped over her left thigh. Felt him manipulating it as he attached the syringe filled with ten millilitres of sterile normal saline to the luer lock end. She bit her lip to keep from crying out as he did the same to the second, and then finally the perfect weight of the third syringe being attached to the third piece of extension tubing, the one draped over her right thigh.She could not stop trembling. . His eyes locked on his screen, watching me come for him. My hips lift off the bed, my fingers moving quicker over my clit, moaning out in delight. His own hand moving faster, and begins to beg to come. “Please, please can I come too, Mistress?” He cries out, holding back his urge. He knows he can’t come unless I allow him too. I sometimes make him hold back many times, I can get mean but he loves that. However, not this time I moan out through my own orgasm that he can come. I want him to. ”“No, I didn’t recognize you, so I thought I’d stop. Isn’t this...” he trailed off as the old man’s name escaped him.“Hibb Keller?” she prompted.He snapped his fingers. “Yeah, I think that was the name. Did he move?”“Passed away at the first of the year.”“I’m sorry.”She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture, then used it to wipe the sweat from her brow. “He lived a full life. To be perfectly honest, I hadn’t seen him in over ten years.”He walked up to her and asked, “Related?”“My uncle. He.