Now everyone was watching Toby and my mother again. He pulled her dress off and groped her tits through her modest bra. He was being as rough with her...as he was with us last week. She's trying to act like she hates it, like she's just allowing it to happen to please dad. But there's no mistaking that look in her eyes. She's turned on. She's enjoying this.I am, too. The show is interesting. But a large older man that I've never seen before, an English teacher no less, is working his large. Actually, Emma talked and I listened. She talked about life with Ron. She started drifting to sleep after eleven. I recommended she go to bed. I told her I would stay right there on the recliner. She went into their bedroom and did her ritual. She came back out wearing a long green plaid flannel nightgown. She stood in front of me for a long time looking at me. Her hand reached for mine. When she had it she said, ‘Hold me.’ I stood and held her. It was if she was so fragile she might break.. I calmed down uncle, asked aunty to look after Rehan and took Anjum to the nearby park which was at a walkable distance. Anjum couldn’t stop crying and I tried consoling her. She suddenly fell on my shoulders and I was shocked. I rolled over my hands on her shoulder and was consoling her.We were sitting on a bench and eventually it got us into a hug. I was feeling so happy that a beautiful lady is my arms seeking some love and care. The park was empty as it was winter and around 8 pm. I was. I felt as if I was fucking my mom and with in minutes I came loudly. Then I got down the bed and set the bed cover as it is and moved out of the room. He moved towards his mother room and the fact that he is moving towards his mom’s room was making him crazy and his dick was half aroused. When he reached the room, the door was closed and he peeked into the room from the window. I was shocked to see the scene. My mom and grand father was sleeping embracing each other. She was in a chiffon.