I slid down and started letting the rope out lowering myself. When I reached the floor I stepped out of the loop and released the rope. I knelt and lo...ked around carefully before going to one of the stone torches.I could smell the old oil they had used for the torch and glanced at the open doorway. I walked to it and looked out. It was a small landing with stairs going down. I glanced toward the bottom of the doorway to see a thin piece of rotting cord. I turned and walked back to the hole,. "My goal is to totally exorcise his presence from this house. His stinking chair in the living room, the piss on the back porch, whatever bed he used you on last night, and anything else around here that may remind us of him."I reached out and gave the belt of her robe a yank. "And the thing that reminds me most about Biker Joe is this ratty robe that you wore with him. I never want you to wear this rag again. Your body is too beautiful to have it tarnished by this piece of shit!" As I said. Eddie was stroking his cock as he watched we and I eventually made him join us and he shot his load all over my mother’s face.We took a short lunch break after that, and my mom freshened herself up by taking a quick shower, just running her body, not her head, under the water, so not to mess up her hair. She also redid her makeup and just put her mini, bra and spiked heels back on. She was ready for our afternoon session.Once we restarted, for the next three consecutive hours that followed, we. She asked: “How do you like it best?”“Please put your lips just over my glans, you don’t have to take it in any deeper, and move them softly up and down. And please tickle the tip of my cock, at the backside of my cock, with the tip of your tongue.”And oh God, she did! Oh, what bliss after all that pain. Shivers of pleasure went through my cock. Her fingers softly caressed my balls.This couldn’t possibly last long after all that sexual tension during the whole evening. I asked if I should warn.