I moved over her, one knee between her legs, my left leg outside of hers as I continued to suck and tease her nipples. I would suck each one, long har... sucks, teeth grazing and nibbling at each one. My hands went to her hips, hooking my fingers in the waistband of her pajama pants and panties, she raised her hips as I pulled them off, panties and bottoms together. Letting my fingers rub up her right leg, teasing along her inner thigh and over the warmth of her mound. Fingers lay flat along her. Part of me was calm, rock steady and rational, while another part was horrified, shaking in terror and ready to cry.I'd already known, you see. My dream told me. Things would never be the same again, this I knew in my very soul. My mother would soon die; it was only a matter of time.Time was my enemy and my friend, you see. She had time to fight and buy more time, and I knew I had precious few moments with her, to learn, to laugh, to cry, to forgive.Time. Every moment of time I was given with. Its Amy” her familiar broad Scottish accent whispers. “What’s wrong Amy?” “Nothing I just wanted to ……….I’ve enjoyed your company and wanted………. Say thank you.” “Your welcome.” I say. “Bye Jack.” And before I could reply she had hung up. Twenty minutes later the phone went again, just as I came out of the shower, I just caught it before it rang off. “Hi AMY,” now recognising the displayed number. “Hi Jack. Would you come over? I have a favour to ask.” “Well just ask!” “No. I need to ask you in. “That’s it lover, I can see you love old Herbie, don’t you?” When Brianna nodded and rode him even harder, the old hag walked over to her, squeezed a bouncing tit and French kissed her. She was having the time of her life witnessing the way the one time snotty bitch fucked herself silly. It was too bad she couldn’t keep her around, but the decision had already been made. The masters would be shipping the whole works of them off to the far side of the planet first thing in the morning. The old.