.But then his eyes went blank and his body fell limp. He was gone.Silence."No. No. Jessie. Please ... no."Tears were streaming down the old woman's ch...eks. She shook the dead kidin her arms."Don't play your stupid games with me," she whispered. "Wake up. Pleasewake up ...?"Silence. Except for that old woman crying over the dead Jessie Taylor."Oh my god," Billy McQueen suddenly broke it from behind. "We gotta getthe fuck out of here!"This was murder. They knew. Even my dad couldn't get us out of. My cock was really hard as I was imagining her outh around my on hard shaft. Carrie-Anne the stradded the guy. I coule see her breasts moving up and down as she rode him - I remembered seeing her sunbathing a few times in her garden and admired her breasts then. I was stroking myself, thinking how good it would be to be fucking that hot girl when I realised that Carrie was looking straight into my study and couldn't help but notice me staring in at them. I hurriedly left the room and turned off. " What?" I asked."Just stand there for a minute. I have an idea."I watched her pick up her razor from the edge of the tub and walk overto me with the razor and a can of shave cream in her hands. 'What wasmy wife up to now?' I wondered.She came to the shower and kneeled in front of me. Grasping mysheathed penis, she applied shave cream to my already shaved balls, andthen to the remaining tuft of pubic hair above my penis."Grace?!" I exclaimed. "What are you doing?" I asked feeling a wave. Mother and son lay panting together and as Justin got his breath back he asked his mother,"Are you angry with me mum?" Debbie's eyes were still closed and she was stroking his hair in the after glow of her orgasm. She shook her head,"Oh no my lovely boy, I'm not angry, I'm so satisfied. You fucked me and I wanted you to so much, and have for so long. Will you fuck your mother again?" she asked in a soothing voice. Justin couldn't believe what he was hearing."Whenever you want me too," he told.