Mum’s death is going catch up with me; I’m numb at the moment. You know what it’s like, that’s why I’ve come to you. I want to be near you w...en it hits. I know you’ll understand. I need your support.”“Ah!” John sighed. “Well, I’m not out of it myself yet, so we can support each other. I’m not trying to get rid of you, stay as long as you need to or want, but how long were you thinking of staying?”“Why? Had you something planned?”“No, nothing all this year. I know some widows and widowers go on. Her small mews of pleasure seemed to have a direct effect on the state of his hard-on—which already felt harder than it’d ever been. Never had a woman been so responsive to every move he made. Every kiss, touch, lick…she had him wanting to skip anymore foreplay and move onto the part where he got to sink into her moist heat. Speaking of which… Luke trailed a hand down her leg, slowly coming back up, but underneath her skirt this time. He let out a groan when he felt that she wore stockings. Mom was still bouncing up and down on my prick and I whispered to Wanda, "Go get your strap-on and let's double-fuck mom."Wand got up and left the room and I told mom to turn around. Without taking my cock out she spun around on me and we started kissing while she kept fucking me. Mom had been coming steadily for a while and she when she buried her head in my neck during a particularly strong orgasm I saw Wanda standing behind her with a short black dildo strapped on and greased up. I nodded to. In contrast, when some legal deposit libraries digitised their runs of old newspapers, they wanted to ditch them, even though other bodies wanted to keep them as a physical archive, on the basis of not losing people's heritage; being able to handle the original newspapers.This lot are of the "Keep everything" persuasion. I pointed out to them that we didn't have any hard copies to start with, and so we wanted all of the records in digital format. They were horrified, and said we ought to obtain.