After the memorial service his father had slipped into heavy drinking. Greg had been into himself after the accident and he had let his friends distra...t him as much as it was possible. It had been his aunt Rose who called his attention to his father's dangerous new habit. After that he began to notice the empty bottles in the trash. Rose got her brother to a doctor and the bottles were exchanged for antidepressants. Greg had to admit the job in Bonner was good for his father. He had not seen. I pumped her gently, juicing up her pussy. Adding another finger into her pussy, I finger fucked her for a while. Then I knelt between her legs and pushed my hard cock into her. My bulbous head pushed her lips apart as it made its way into her molten core.I lunged back and forth, fucking the sleeping beauty. She humped back gently. When my pubic bone bumped her clit, she started coming. Her face tightened a bit as her pussy squeezed around my cock, soaking with juices. I fucked her until her. . like the Victorians? You saw ... him tear my clothes off? And... ?" Yes, I'm sorry. Yes, I saw him beat you. I saw him ... punish you. I saw him shove his prick into you. All ... all of that, Mom. and now I can't stop being angry."She reached out for my hand and I took the small sensitive fingers and pulled them to my lips. She slid over close to me on the big bench seat."Oh, dear. You have to let me make my own choices dear. I will not make them all correct. I guess I'm angry that you spied. Aunty prepared coffee for me and as I was having coffee I saw aunty wiping the floor… I asked? Aunty why are you wiping the floor when your maid servant does it in the morning? She replied that what she doing is exercise and it gives her flexibility to her body. I was amazed to hear this as I never ever thought that people work in order to do exercise. As aunty was wiping the floor, I was watching her entire body, her fat ass, her boobs, and her sweating body. I could not control my dick as it.