Jane's dance card was filled with the most eligible of the bachelors and I thought she was allocating about 30 minutes to each one. One dance set, the... either conversation and/or a walk in the gardens. Personally, I was sick of walking around the gardens trying to appear interested in the flora and fauna. At any rate, I was pretty sure that Jane had eliminated the busy-hands folks since she had called on me to intervene.One older man had the nerve to bring his fourteen-year-old son in the hopes. I tried to turn over."Sweetie."Somethings not right.The mattress shifted."PLEASE ... WAKE UP."I cracked my eyes open. Mom was hovering over me, crying. A tear fell from her cheek and splashed my face."MOM, what's wrong?"Yo ... you ... your father."I jerked up. "What about Dad?"She wrapped her arms around my neck and sobbed.I hugged her to me. "Mom?". My heart pounded. Please no. Please."Mom?" My voice cracked.She wailed. "He's ... he's Dead!"I buried my head in her shoulder. Oh God.I pulled my. She reached out and traced my cock through the light green panty I wore.It was a string bikini, my favorite type that had a wonderful feel tothem."I can almost see through it," she uttered as she traced a vein, "butthey are a bit too dense. If they were flat against you I bet they wouldbe really hard to see through. You're dick makes it sexier I think." Shelaid her hand flat against me and rubbed. I felt it swell a bit more.She ran her hand down and massaged my balls. "I like this,". George was a typical teenaged horn dog but she was also a fox. George was knowing that she was his aunt and also happily married for so long.Getting close as few feet from her, he was sure, he needed far more than just a look and he softly reached to touch her ample breasts. He surely did not want to wake her up but he had lost all control. Her skin was so soft and supple in his hands. Gently, his hands moved to her almost transparent panties showing the hair growth in the pubic area. Suddenly,.