But, eventually, as is true of so much in life, I eventually grew accustomed (if that's the right word for it) to being a widow. In the years to come ... was busy with the raising of my daughter, and the demands that this naturally put upon me, and I tried really hard to be the best father I could be for her. I'd like to think I didn't do too bad at it.But even in the midst of all that, I was lonely. I didn't date very much. Partly out of a lingering loyalty to my deceased wife, and also partly. Some dumbass accidently handed in one of the folders he had bought as a homework assignment. My extraordinary entrepreneurial spirit earned me the honor of being suspended from the 7th grade. The principal also wanted to paddle me, but my mother wasn't having that. The principal had a bit of a reputation as a sadist that liked hurting boys. She had injured one boy the previous year with her zealotry. Cunt, I could tell by the way she eyed the folders that they went right into her private. I pulled my head back and as doing so started to move my hips slightly dry humping my Mom! I gave her a kiss on the mouth that once again was a lingering moment. As our lips were pressed together I heard a light moan come from her and I quickly ran my tongue over her lips. “Well I have to get to sleep. You and Dad want to go out for dinner tomorrow, my treat?” “AAAWW sure. Have a good night.” Plus I had something unfinished upstairs still unfinished. When I got back to my room I walked into a. I was in full glory with my legs spread, ass in the air and semi hard cock dripping with cum and spit. "Clean me up, now!" I said. With no hesitation he jumped in and started licking my ass. Damn I was having fun. After about 5-10 minutes of this I was rock hard again. I stood up, turned him around, and threw him on the bed. I climbed on his ass grabbed the lube and put my cock right between his ass cheeks and started to stoke like I was titty fucking his ass. I then turned him over and started.