I returned to see her bath and she was now soaping her pussy and after that she soaped her face and turned on the shower.She rubbed her hands all over...her sexy body.She cupped her boobs and ass rubbed her pussy and then the bath came to an end.She took the towel to dry her wet body and he told me that she will come out soon and we need to go to his room.We tiptoed out of her room and went back to his room holding our cocks in our hand.He asked me how the show was and I told him that it was. More" she begged.I kept bearing my weight down, sliding in inch by inch. For a woman pushing fifty, and having born a c***d; Jesus Christ she was tight. It felt like her walls were sucking me deeper and deeper the further I went."God you're tight" I grunted."God you're big." Mom grunted right back."Fuucckkkk" I moaned when my pelvis finally came in contact with her.We had done it; I was totally seated inside her, now we were one. I started to pull back for another stroke, instead her hands. The very swiftness of the unknown illness that took her mother's frail existence was probably a blessing in disguise, but it certainly did not seem so at the time.Mary was now the Lady of the house but all that was left of the family was her younger sister Rebecca and herself. Rebecca was in a convent all the way up in Scotland having elected to enter the cloistered order right after their mother's death. Her poor father was in his cups unable to face the slow erosion of the family's reputation. They thought that no one was listening.But I was there.I was on my bed, naked, following my strict routine of intense masturbation, my legs were spread and uncovered. I had one of my buttplugs shoved deep into my ass, the one that extends like a really big and black fox tail. My right hand was doing its art on my pussy, the left one tended to my rock-hard nipples. It had been increasingly difficult to cum for me in the last months, no matter how horny I was. I had found no satisfaction in the.