I phone her two sons, my Uncles. There is no good way to have that conversation. How do you tell a guy that his Mom will be dead in a month or two and...that she is going to live a miserable life in extreme pain the entire time?I phoned Donny first. His wife answers, and I asked her if he was home. He was. I was hoping he wasn’t so I could tell her instead.Donny gets on the line and asks, “What’s up?”“You better sit down.”“That doesn’t sound good. Did you throw Sam in jail too, or is it Mom and. She also said that her panties were so wet that she put them in her purse and had nothing on under her skirt. I told her I wanted her to finger herself at the table as we talked. Bruce sat there in total amazement as he watched her slide her skirt up her thighs and start sliding her fingers in and out and playing with her clit. I asked her to come and she picked up the pace until she went over the edge. Bruce told her to lick her fingers clean, but she turned to him and said that would be. We both knew it wasn’t credible that I “needed” to shave every day at exactly the same time she took a shower. There was at that instant a psychic understanding, an agreement. She knew I was a watcher. She was the watched. She dried in the shower but this time when she exited, she held the towel in front of her body. She thanked me. I saw her naked back and buttocks as she left. I could hardly wait for Wednesday. It went the same as the day before, only this time Diana exited the shower. He then told me to pull down his sweat pants and underwear. Iwas trembling with excitement as I pulled down his pants, and I just couldn’t believe the size of hiscock. It was about 8 inches long, semi-hard, and very thick, and it was lying heavily on his thigh. Iespecially liked the large head and prominent veins. He also had huge balls, about the size of largeeggs, and they hung heavily in his sack over the edge of the bed.Lamont told me to lean forward and begin stroking his cock, and it.