I figured if I'm going to be aggravated by this feeling of shame from my abused asshole I mite as well bother my mother a little bit. I waited to hear...her car drive off before I decided to text message her. I picked up my cell phone went on trying to get sympathy from her. I started off simple, "Ma my butt really burns, are you still home?" Her response was almost instant. "Driving, get the Vaseline from the bathroom and work it in deep." I was not about to put anything near my asshole for a. I walked out of the bedroom, into the living room, passed the kitchen on my way to the bathroom with a half hard cock. From the corner of my eye I saw Celia trying to concentrate on getting the trash from the living room but also staring at my swinging cock. Did I notice some lust in her eyes and a faint smile there for a moment?.I stood by the toilet and decided to leave the door open, I couldn’t care less and I was still a bit groggy anyway.Took me a while to finish and just before I shook. It felt good and I moaned a little when shestarted to use her tongue on my nipple. My left hand went to my othernipple and I began to grab that and while it was good to have both of mynipples begin played with Kelly's lips were better than my hand. Myright hand snaked its way down into Kelly's panties and I found her cleanshaven pussy and inserted a finger and found her button. She moaned someas I fingered her and her lips clasped even harder on my nipple whichmade me finger her even. It had a full sized refrigerator and a stove with an oven. In cabin 7 Ken saw that the couch normally along the front wall had been replaced with a pink covered brass day-bed. Mallory loved her bed and bounced up and down on it several times while daddy was removing his arm from the sling and getting a clean outfit out of the bag. Ken’s arm was still painful to use, but a two year old girl was not going to be cleaned and changed with one arm. When they got back to the house everyone was.