’ Yes I cried, I cried long and hard because my life long friend and lover had been taken away from me. But I also laughed too, I laughed just as ha...d at his last words to me, private in their meaning between the two of us, as our children and grand children looked on, in confusion. *** Dear Mother, and Daddio…, Daddio, I haven’t used that name since the day you died. I’ve been elected some time ago, by my brother’s, tobe the one that gets to writes this note, and to add to you’re own to pass. Mom slid into a Russian split with her legs completely outstretched to the sides and her hairy pussy landed on my face.Mom screamed out in extreme agony. It was loud enough to wake the neighbors. Then she passed out from the pain. She remained on my face and her weight kept me from getting free…as if I wanted too in the first place.About five minutes passed by as I continued to drink from her wonderful tasting womanly nectar. I could have stayed like that forever.Unfortunately Mom woke up. She. I couldn’t be sure, but I swear her nipples were starting to get hard, pushing through the fabric of her bra and sweater as she looked at me, trying to gauge my reaction. I was dumbfounded. I couldn’t say a word. “Looks like you and the wife are a lot kinkier than I thought,” Tanya said, “or maybe not. This doesn’t look like it’s been used much at all. Maybe never.” “Well, I … ah …” “Shut up,” Tanya said, “and close the door. Now.” I did as she asked and turned to face her. “You. I sure was reacting that way to her. That bothered me because I couldn't work professionally with a full-time erection. Okay, and also because I'd said I wouldn't take advantage of her. With an empty purse and her baby half-baked, Jenny was completely dependent on me. No way was I going to use that as leverage. From then on I worked hard on my professional attitude and I (usually) maintained it – well, sort of. While all this was happening, I was also setting up the website, the payment.