Then something seemed to move behind her eyes and for an instant she was Beth again, strong, impish and determined.“I know what you’re planning, D...d.” She whispered softly, “and before I go with Uncle Jake, I need you to do something for me. I need you to make me a woman.”He remembered the talk after she had first left the hospital when he told her that she was still a virgin, as she could only become a woman when she gave her body and soul to her man.He looked at her then. Her facial. He was also a very devoted husband and father. Unfortunately, cancer cares not how rich or poor you might be. It doesn’t care if you are a pristine example of philanthropy and altruism or if you are the shit stain on the whitie tighties of society. According to him, the only regret he had was not giving my mom more children. My mother neither married nor dated again.“Honey, I have a favor to ask you.” she looked up at me with dramatically pleading and fluttering eyes.She was wearing a white. A highsqueak and a little grunt escaped my mouth. The feeling of his hardnesswithin me was totally delightful. In a slow steady rhythm, Gavin beganto gently, repeatedly slide in and out. I met his thrusts. He grabbedmy butt cheeks and pushed from front and behind as his fully erect andquite rigid manhood drilled deep within me. "I've often wondered what is was like to do this," he whispered as hegrew firmer and warmer inside me. "How does it feel, dear?"At that moment, I could barely. " my mother replied."He's left her!" she then said."Oh!" i replied, trying to sound sympathetic."He said, he just couldn't get the image of me being fucked from behind by another guy, out of his head. Every time he looked at me!" Carol then added, before beginning to cry again."Yep. I supposed that would drive some guys crazy!" i replied back.My mother then tried to sympathise and talk to carol rationally some more, as the poor fifty something woman continued to weep and mumble about all the.