Mom felt very hotinside, which (I have later learned) meant that she was as aroused as Iwas. Soon we were in a steady slow rhythm to keep me from comi...g too fast.Mom pulled my head down to kiss me again, and soon we were trading salivaby the bucket as we fucked. Mom started making little humming sounds intomy mouth, and her hips started moving more insistently. The tempo of mythrusting gradually increased. I was amazed that I was able to keep fromcoming so long. Sometimes an extreme erection. You will make sure that none of your men interfere with my party at all. Are we clear?” I instructed as I glamored him.“As you wish, my lord,” Grey Worm answered me.“Good. Now, Bancey and Claere, service him. Sit on his face. Kiss his flesh. Make him ... very comfortable, girls,” I commanded two of my lady vamps, “and you, captain, just let it happen. You’ll enjoy it, trust me. They’re not Missandei of the island of Naath, but believe me, cunny and lady arse taste every bit as sweet from one. She was wearing slack and unzipped them as usual but pushed them and her underwear halfway down her thighs. We had a stag film running, but I’ll be damned if I remember what it was, I had a raging hard-on pushing the front of my pajamas out. There was no way my mother could mistake the condition I was in. I could see my mother’s pubic hair, but I could not see her pussy. She had her legs shut tight and just her fingers lightly touching herself down here. She kept smiling as she touched herself.. “Hi,” Deb said, her eyes red and puffy.“Oh, baby, what’s wrong?”“What’s wrong? He’s dead. The bastard is dead. He cheated on me. He treated me like shit. He’s dead ... and I miss his sorry ass.”I pulled her into a hug, and she started crying again, and she buried her face into my shoulder. I did the only thing I could think of and walked her over to Paul’s recliner and sat down before pulling her onto my lap. She curled up in a ball and held on tight.Diana sat across from us on the couch and.