“Well, you do have one nice cock.” She complimented. “So, now just grab it by the shaft and start moving the skin up and down, I guess.”“Oka......” I said. I looked down at my cock nervously. It twitched back at me, responding to my curiosity. I gripped my member with my full fist and started stroking it up and down. The much needed attention to my aching erection made me groan in pleasure. I started getting faster and faster, wanting to feel the pleasure more and more. I moaned out in pure. I switched off the kitchen light.She was also OK with that. I turned her towards me. I started kissing her vigorously. I smooched her for quite sometime. Then I removed her kameez and started fondling her breasts through her bra. My mouth opened up to handle her boob. After unhooking her bra, I began sucking her boobs like hell, biting them from time to time and she screamed. I removed my jeans and my jockey. My cock sprang up. And then one thing happened that I never expected. She normally. " Okay," she giggled."I love young pussy, but if you want this to happen again, you're gonna have to be good like my daughter, got it?" Yes, I'm sorry." Then look right into my eyes the whole time, and no matter how good I make you feel, do not look away."I laughed a tad but didn't stop. I couldn't verify what Tricia was doing, but I kept going with even more will to go nonstop just because she was my mom. Words couldn't express how much I loved her, so I had to prove it.I let my tongue go back. “You may not be aware, but I knew Gill. Back in England.” Gill, as in my ex-wife.“I wasn’t until recently.”“Are you still in touch?”“Not spoken since the divorce. I have no idea where she is, or what she is doing.”“She always spoke highly of you.” We looked at each other. “A great husband. Nicest man she had ever met. Intelligent. And good in bed. Just a shame Gill was not able to have children.” I was a little taken aback.“You two are obviously very close,” I said. It wasn’t every day.