Scott sat down on the sofa by his Mom. He was surprised to find that her nightgown was so sheer, he could see right through it. Her nightgown left not...ing to the imagination. He wrapped his arms around her and said, “Christmas will never be the same without Dad here to celebrate with us. We will have to be strong and carry on with our Christmas traditions as if Dad were still here. I know he would want us to celebrate Christmas as we always have.”"We have always celebrated Christmas with your. "What can I do?" he asked."Man up kid, tell me why you need money," I demanded."I take Oxy. Most of my time is spent scrambling for money." he said."Where do you buy it?" I asked."There a camper on a back road. The man who owns the campers sells it." The kid went on to give me detailed directions to the camper."Kid, if you warn these mooches, you are going back into the system with no way out. So go home and forget about this. Also clean yourself up, you just had maybe your only wake up call."I. She couldnt imagine what was in store for her, but knew it would be something delightful. Remember when I described Barb as the go to church every Sunday prudish type, well that wasnt exactly correct. After a few years of giving Barb massages, she began telling stories about her love life with Jim. As a matter of fact, her whole married sex life began spilling from her lips shortly after I had given her just half of a mild sensual massage. She was so thrilled and satisfied that she couldnt take. A wicked grin shot across his face. “I plan on driving you mad tonight.” He admitted. With that, he stood by the bed, grabbing her closest stocking-clad leg. She squealed as he turned her towards him, keeping her legs spread for him with his shoulders. Jessie moaned, believing she knew his intent.“Yes, baby….lick my pussy.”“Not yet, sexy.” He said as he kissed her pink folds. “I have something else in mind for you.”She felt him insert his finger, gently pumping in and out of her wet pussy..