This room was intended only for her own personal use and no one else would dare to enter it without permission.She looked at her reflection in the mir...or. The female that gazed back at her with an air of resignation was not unattractive. Perhaps a bit more subdued in a mid-forties kind of mature femininity. Her hair was silver but it looked very fashionable. Her tailored jacket accentuated the nice full curve of her slightly sagging breasts. Her waist was still presentable due to the daily. I could feel each of my heart beats as I opened his door and walked inside. It seemed that he had drawn all the blinds closed and had the curtains on each window pinched together too. I walked in the dark room and heard someone rustling in his bathroom. ‘Dad?’ ‘It’s me Sam, sit down on my bed, I’ll be out in a moment.’ So I walked over to his bed and flopped down on it and waited until I heard his bathroom door open. I couldn’t fully see him, I could only see his outline as he walked over, shut. Her tongue went wild in my mouth as we both gasp for air. She started fucking me steady now and moaning more.I started rubbing her back firm. She got weak and laid on top of me, moaning little moans. I kept it up as she wilted into a warm pile of woman on top of me, all spent. It was all I could do not to cum in her warm pussy, but I wanted Trisha so bad, I figured I could fuck mom anytime later. Soon mom was passed out on top of me. I waited until I heard her little snoring start. I slowly. It did feel good. Really good, in fact it felt better than anything she'd ever felt in her life. Her thoughts echoed in her mind, reverberating off her skull. It took a few minutes for Rylees actions to sink in, Claire jumped back into her body immediately. Rylee lay there dry humping Claire's leg. Not dry humping anymore, she had created a lubricated track up and down her moms leg. "Oh-h-hhhh Mom that feels so good." Rylee moaned out loud Claire moved her leg out from between her.