She knew he was close, and her eyes never left him as her own climax reached incredible heights. Her body shuddered as she felt release from the very ...ore of her being. ‘Oh, God,’ she cried out in sweet surrender. ‘Mmmmm…’ Her face contorted with ecstasy. Pleasurable sensations soared through her in endless, pulsating waves. The rise and fall of her breasts slowed as a peaceful calm came over her. She smiled blissfully. The burning heat within her body finally subsided. ‘Mmmmm…’ Low guttural. But I can say that ever since the accident, my mother has been getting further and further from me. There were times that she and I were close.. we had fun when I was little. But after the blast.. She grew distant. I guess I’m being cryptic. It hasn’t gotten to an unbearable point in the last 13 years, although since the start of my senior year in high school she has been a bit worse than usual. First, let me explain my mother. She has always been a very self absorbed woman. She comes from. They each took turns pumping my welcoming holes, then switching out before they came, allowing each of them to continue to fuck me well into the evening. Eventually, their film included a few double penetrations and some titty fucking before each of them were recorded shooting a huge load on my face and tits. I was covered in warm, sticky spunk as I licked it up for the cameras, using my fingers to scoop it from my huge, swollen breasts and my pregnant belly. I showered afterward, but still. Just as I was about to ring the doorbell, the door opened."Just what I needed!" She said greeting me with a kiss on the cheek."Yes, I brought wine," I said showing her the bottle."That is NOT what I need, Grant." she replied taking the bottle from my hand and setting it on the foyer table. "I need to remember that I am alive," she added as she moved closer and buried her face against my chest.We were very different people and I was a man half her age. Yet, none of that mattered at that moment..