I know if Dad had insisted, Mom would have been more than willing to accomodate him. At least that's what I think now after what happened with my Mom....ad had passed away unexpectedly on Wednesday and then I found myself alone at home with my mom. She was in her 40's at that point and she was healthy and still looking pretty good. One night she asked me to come to her bedroom just before bedtime, and when I walked in I got the surprise of my life. My mother was sitting there on the side of her. I could have a dress on, so that I don't need to wear any panties and you can slip your fingers in me when we are driving along. We could always pull over for a bit, in one of the country lanes and stop, so we could kiss a bit and begin to touch each other. Not going too far, as it would spoil the anticipation. We could have long, slow, sensual kisses, and touch each other slowly and gently, exploring and teasing, before becoming more urgent and frenzied. We would have to stop, so we could. I smirked at him and just got back to riding him as I placed my hands over his."We'll definitely have to fuck again, but you'd prefer a bed, right? That way you can screw me properly, and I'll even make sure to have the condoms ready too. I'll even buy a few boxes if you like. I can send Joe away, and you know your dad and my husband are always working, so we can have the house to ourselves too. Did you enjoy my nipple?" I love that idea, and yes, it tasted like candy, London." And maybe next. It didn’t matter how tight I clenched that little hole his lubricated fingers slid in without any problem and as he slid in and out of that place my muscles started to relax. First it was one finger then two and then, something bigger. With a hard push he was in. The pain was excruciating and I screamed but he didn’t pull away. He waited for a second and then slowly pushed his fully hard nine inches in till his balls slapped against my pussy. The he started thrusting, slowly at first but.