I didn’t forced as I will not get what I an getting them I went to her navel and again started kissing there and slowly going down and open her jean... button and chain them I swiftly removed it she was wearing a pink panty which was wet. I gave her lot of kisses on her legs then thighs and at last coming up on her panty from above I dent want to remove them now as she refused to remove her bra maybe she might refuse for this also and I waited for right moment. Then I kissed her on her lips and. In her letter to me, she thanked me for the wonderful and caring time we had spent together on my last visit. (On that visit I had told her of my ‘crush’ on the older woman, my Mother.) Now she wrote that I should go ahead and fulfil my desires in that direction. She was sure that Mom would reciprocate, as well as she had done. (She already knew of my Mom’s desire to bed her son.) With all this information, I was in a quandary. I knew it was too soon to put any moves on Mom. But I knew that. Her cheeks tightened and she said" What the fuck are you doing." I told her that I was playing. I took my hand off of her ass. She started pumping again and moaning. I reached under her and squeezed her tit. She put her finger on her clit and started rubbing. She was pumping hard and fast, and moaning loud. I hoped nobody was in the boats around mine, because they would hear her for sure. My hips were slapping on her ass. I could hold back no longer. I let my cum go into her pussy. I squeezed. They may even be worse, demanding concessions she was unwilling to meet in exchange for taking her in.Her mind made up, she headed out, seeing the last zombies well ahead of her, but she pulled up short. Reentering the house, she examined the remains of her parents. The site wasn’t as gristly as before. There was nothing left but gnawed bones; the blood long ago soaked into the wooden floor. Kneeling, she shifted among their scattered bones, searching. She considered her mother’s skull, bearing.