As she said this, she was already helping me untie my trunks and was starting to pull them down. I helped her by lifting my butt and she pulled them...off completely, struggling a bit because of my stiff cock.She wrapped her tiny hands around my cock and slowly started stroking my cock. Her little hands felt great on my cock and all I could do was look at her and tell her how good it felt. There I was, with mom sitting next to me, topless and looking gorgeous with both her hands wrapped on my. She would love to model and pose seductively for me. I would also take real life nude photos whenever the opportunity arose. I would snap pictures of her in the shower, changing clothes, walking through house nude or anytime she was in a state of undress. Then there was times I would get photos of her passed out or asleep naked. So there were a lot of candid photos. Well back then I would keep these pictures in a photo album that held 4 photo’s per page back then in clear see through pockets.. WITH A LOUD GRUNT AND HARD PUSH OF HIS COCK AGAINST MY THROAT HE SHOT HIS THICK SALTY WAD STRAIGHT INTO MY WAITING OSPEHAGUS , I FELT THE HOT SEED SQUIT REPEATADLY AS I FOCUSED ON NOT CHOKING ON THE LARGE VOLUME OF SPERM HE PUMPED INTO ME, WHICH I GLADLY GULPED DOWN.HE GOT UP OFF THE BED, COCK STILL ERECT AND STOOD AND WATCHED AS TOM FINISHED ME OFF.I NOW SPREAD MY LEGS AS WIDE AS POSSIBLE ALLOWING TOM THE BEST PENETRATION TO MY NOW SLOPPY WET VAGINA.I REACHED UP AND GRABBED TOM AROUND THE NECK. The walls were covered with every type of red-neck memorabilia imaginable, except for one section of the wall. It was roped off and for a five dollar contribution to 'Heifer Project International' a guest could have their picture taken with 'whut wuz left of Henree', a careful copy of the original blood splatter in dark maroon paint, almost brown, and the real bullet hole.It was an immediate hit with diners. The food was superb, the service friendly and the atmosphere... well, the atmosphere.