They were still in bed. I had been laid off for several months, but Kate's salary kept us afloat, even with the additional expense of having Fanny and...Brenda with us. I was working at the computer, trying to write. Everything I started seemed to come out pornographic. So I kept trying to come up with a story that could be published in some mainstream forum. It was the only way I could think of to add to the family coffers while I waited to be recalled to work.I had just deleted several pages of. The snap at her hip was loosened and the skirt fell to the floor and I watched as she retrieved it and hung it in the closet. The blouse followed and she was standing in a full white slip with lace at the top and bottom. I think it was that moment when I fell completely in love with my mother. I mean not like motherly love. I mean full blown love. I just adored the creamy softness that she had standing in that pretty slip with dark bands of stockings barely visible. She unsnapped the garters. His cock was a full 8" hard and my jaw was stretched wide as he slowly fucked my mouth. My eyes watered and I fought my gag reflex as his big cock slid down my throat. A steady stream of precum drooled from the tip and coated my tonsils as his pelvis pressed against my nose. It was surprisingly tasty and I wanted more.I brought my hands up and gripped the saliva slickened shaft as I slurped on his thick bulbous head. My hands milked his cock faster and faster as the women around us stared in. . I'm leaving tomorrow."The Wanzor gave a little shriek and disappeared in a puff of smoke."Ooo, that was cool ... teach me how to make smoke, Grandma?"Grandma was gone. Even though it only takes a split second for the time ... The Wanzor was worried about getting so young ... she was afraid she might end up in diapers. This trip to 'make arrangements' was a worry.Wendy had been rambling around some eight thousand years in the past give or take a few thousand ... but most of her meddling had.