I wasn't gripped by grief, I just felt that something that was already quite remote, was now gone forever.I slept in my own room for a few days, Joan ...nd Lisa giving me space to think. I totally appreciated this, because I came out of my funk after 3 nights realising that Joan was now my mother, someone I loved in a maternal manner, as well as an enormously sexy woman. Not normal I know, but who is?I came round after my three day haze on Friday, it was half-term so Joan decided we needed a. I tremble, my legs buckle, and whimper out further. I gasp hard, sucking in a startling breath, my toes point hard and I begin an earth shattering orgasm. I groan out, losing all control over my body as I come hard. When it passes, I lie there looking at my ceiling, feeling as though I’m spinning fast. What a fucking high! I can’t help but giggle, blushing at the way I feel. It’s like a drug. I smoked pot once, but I was too scared of getting addicted, so I never did again. It makes me feel. Fawn had come along, but she was playing with my sons, Karl’s sons, and Kathy’s daughter. Gerry was hanging out with friends, because he knew there wouldn’t be any kids his age at my party.“Thanks for giving Jessica the week off,” I said.“Well, it cost her a vacation week, but you’re welcome. She said it was a nice service. Catholic, right?”“Yes. Stephie wasn’t any more religious than I am, but her mom is pretty devout. And Jason, Stephie’s husband, agreed to have a Catholic funeral even though. He started to rub her hot red checks in circles, making her moan and push her ass higher in the air for him. He slipped his hand between her legs and easily found her swollen clit. He rubbed her sensitive bit with his rough palm and she moaned in pleasure. Her ass was on fire but he felt so good. “Mm so wet your naughty pussy is, so ready for me,” he told her as he slipped two fingers into her warm slit, but he knew she wanted more. “Please,” she begged as her continued fucking her with his.