I looked forward to the weekends when she would carelessly walk around the house in just her shirt and panties, displaying her awesome 36D tits and he... large round ass. My mother, Sheila Graham, is what you would call an average looking woman. A regular plain Jane if you will. I know she was never going to win a beauty contest, but with her voluptuous body constantly making my dick hard, she was, to me, my personal beauty queen. Even at a mature 44 with extra pounds lining her belly, hips, and. ....It would feel so amazing! Mmm yeah, cum fuck me again. I wanna' fuck some more, baby, cum fuck me now." On her knees and forearms, her fabulous ass in the air, I straddled her and leaned forward to lock my hands on her shoulders."Fuck me, baby," rocking herself side to side. "Fuck me deep and hard."She reached back, found my thick hard cock, and guided me into her streaming wet pussy.We were in rhythm immediately, pounding, slamming, groaning and urging each other on."Shit yeah, fuck me so. ‘Now tell me again guys, what exactly Sharples’ role at the crime scene was? Who got here first, by the way?’ ‘Two uniformed officers responded to the anonymous call about gunfire.’ said Theo. ‘Patrolmen Phil Goodwright and Jeremy Hatch.’ ‘Jesus H. Christ, who sent Hatch to a report of gunfire in the area?!’ I asked, the explosion in my voice shocking everyone. ‘Captain Ross, remind me to find out just who the hell allowed that to happen.’ Hatch was a really inept officer, who should not be. He wasn't sure why, or even in what way, it bothered him, but it did. He tried not to listen to his feeling, but they would not go away merely from wishing. "Sir?" she asked gently."Aimee'?" I wanted to ask you... you said once, just eight months ago, that you were prepared to love me." She turned around, slipping her arms into his cloak and holding him close. Surprised, he looked down at the top of her head, inhaling the soft smell of her hair again. "Would you... are you ready now?" I..." He.