For seven years hubby and I traveled, not just to the San Francisco Bay Area, Los Angles, New York but Asia, Europe, South America. Life was good. A f...w grey hairs, so what? Nothing a hairdresser couldn't fix.Then came the warnings, hot and cold but brushed aside. Soon after my fifty-third birthday, however, it didn’t happen. It wobbled, then it was a no show.My period missed, not one month but the next and by the third I knew, puberty in reverse, part of me gone, eggless, post-menopausal. I. I have shared a bed with other girls before so I wasn't bothered.we both went to bed about 1ish, but later that night I woke needing a pee so I got out of bed and as I did I saw Sammy asleep she was naked and her hand was between her legs masturbating. so I hit her with a pillow to stop her and went to the toilet when I got to the loo I realised I had accidentally wet my knickers. so I left them off, my nightie cover most of me anyway.so I went back to bed and back to sleep.Later on, I woke to. " But don't you want to fuck me?" "Of course I do, baby," I reassured her as she undid my pants and slowly inched down the zipper. " But... mmm..." I'm silenced as she quickly found my cock and wrapped her small hand around it, giving it a few slow strokes. I love the attention to my cock, but I'm not ready to give in yet, and she knew it. It is time to play dirty. " Don't you want my hot little mouth on your cock, baby?" I groaned uncomfortably as she slides down until her face is level with. Listening to my words he stares at me and says “Mom, I am not going to fuck you! I just want to sleep over you for a couple of minutes like I used to sleep in my childhood, and then I will go to bed. I promise!” I feel very shy for what I was thinking about. Considering the current situation that things are getting to be louder I calm down, and then reply “Oh my son I’m extremely sorry, well, okay! You can sleep over me for few minutes, and then you have to go to bed! It is getting late and you.