Hermes was not here to guide her poor broken son's spirit to Hades, but only to deliver a message from the father who had abandoned them both years ag....She had feared this day, known in her heart just how likely it was to come to pass, but had fooled herself into thinking that it never would. Ordinarily, all the women of the family would be here, bathing the body and dressing it in the finest garments available, but she had insisted on keeping this last preparation private, one final gift of. ..suddenly it seemed the vast array of subjects we often discussed upon so endlessly were closed. The vocabulary diminished or faded and silence became the new subject of the present situation.We stold there simply gazing at the distant city lights experiencing the closeness and the warmth of our hands grazing each other occasionally, her hair strands still hitting so lightly on my face and the captivating aroma of her closeness suddenly left me dumbfounded. Time had stopped that day and don't. I caught an ankle and pulled her back to the edge and knelt while pushing her legs open.I leaned closer and licked through her tight pussy and she shuddered, "mmmm!"I grinned as I started teasing her clit and covered it to suck. She gasped and lifted her hips, "ooohhhh!"She wiggled and squirmed while I kept licking her and then I started to nibble. She jerked and spasmed and thrashed around, "pleeaaasssseeeee!"I straightened and stood and stripped while she moved into the middle of the bed. I. I placed a blanket out of her car on the hood and moved her back so her ass sat lightly against the car. I slowly opened her blouse and to my surprise, I found this extremely sexy red-laced bra cupping her 34B tits. My cock was now hard as granite as I knew she purposely wore red lingerie for me. She removed her jean jacket as I unhooked the front of her bra exposing her breasts to my lusting eyes. The sight of her in a black long sleeved blouse, open to her waist with a bright red bra no.