I found Sonia looked very tired and stressed. I kissed her deeply and she smiled, thanking me for being there. Her mother was fine now, but she should...stay there some more days.A male night nurse came, making his watch round. He was a Young black guy, handsome, with a very toned athletic body. I saw that Sonia devoured him with her green eyes. She looked tired, but she was also very aroused.She moved behind him and touched his body with the silly excuse of getting a better view of her mother. I didn't think it would be this much. "I will try and bring the kids something back, they always like little knick-knacks," he smiled as he climbed into bed. "That was when they were kids," I smiled as I lay my head on his chest. "Robin and Robert are going on seventeen remember?" "Seventeen?" Stan smiled. "So, that's why they give me so much push back?" "Thomas is…" I said hoping he would finish. "Ten?" he answered. "Close," I smiled up at him. "Twelve," I corrected him. "Jack?" "I know this. At his death, after more than thirty years of blissful marriage, Anne Waring had thrown herself into a variety of social activities to keep herself occupied and to try to assuage her grief, a grief she felt deeply. She had always been a forceful personality and no-one in genteel Harrogate gave her a moment's thought after the initial shock of Billy’s death had passed. It’s alright; Anne will be fine, Anne will cope, Anne will do this, Anne will do that. Anne has so many interests. Nothing could. Was she getting turned on again? I still was, as my cock didn't get any relief from before and it was pressing against our tummies. "Mum, please let me fuck you. I want to feel what its like to be inside you and fill you with my spunk." There, I've said it, well it was more like blurting it out. "Pleeeease Mum." She squeezed me harder to herself. "Ohhh baby, I wanted to hear that. I've been waiting for you to ask me. I didn't want you to fuck me because I've asked you to so. I wanted to be sure.