It... in with your hand. Don’t worry, I’ll help you.”“Okay, mom,” I said, knowing this was a bad time to start having second thoughts. After...a few fumbling tries I managed to slip in with the helping guidance of my mother’s fingers. It was very warm in there and I could feel the bristly pubic hairs on my shaft. My hands were on either side of mom, I was still afraid to lean close for some reason. I started awkwardly thrusting my hips, not feeling much more than the warmth.“Try to get it. And you have to tell me about this handsome actor you’ve met.”“I know the routine, Mom. When are you going to settle down with a nice man, get married and start a family,” she quoted, ahead of her usual recital. “Dan was supposed to be my nice man. But maybe I don’t need to be married to have a family.” She feared a lecture on her last comment.“A grandchild would be welcomed and loved, no matter the reasons for their existence.”“You sure have changed your attitude, usually being so. I took one pendulous breast in each hand and gave them a squeeze. She had fed three k**s with these in her younger days and this past milking had left her with a fine, if sagging, set of udders. Her areolas were some two inches across, a dark reddish brown in colour with a sort of pimpled texture and her teats were the width of my little finger. They had softened slightly since my initial pulling at them but they stiffened again as I milked each one between thumb and forefinger. Evidently the. I had a certain admiration for the man, really. And took pleasure in ending the drought.While continuing to polish his knob, I licked down the front of his pole and took his balls in my mouth. They were accordioned and rough with gray hairs tha tickled my lips. But, they pulled softly into my mouth when I sucked gently. I lifted them with my hand and licked down underneath, squeezing on the hard part of him down there. He moaned softly. "That's amazinggggg..." he said, clearly under the power.