I took a deep breath and tentatively whispered "Hello?" A momentary silence on the other end, then Charles spoke his voice hoarse and hollow,"It's Mel...nda.. your mother. Something went wrong. She's dead."*****To those in attendance I could only declare myself a "close friend", although many, including my own father, commented on how much I eerily reminded them of her. Throughout the afternoon, I was watched carefully through the corner of eyes. Suspicions and rumors of my mother's "love child". "Billy, right?" she asked as I brushed past. Andrea was wearing a filmy, short and nearly transparent chemise or shift, a shapeless garment of silk that hung from ribbons, clung to her lush body and reached just the top of her plump thighs. It might have been her nightgown. She was barefoot and her nipples appeared to be excited for some reason. My cock jumped."Momma left you some money and told me that, well, that you were terrific in the sack. I didn't know you went around bonking women,. "Don't worry, you're almost done with this one, the biggest one, the rest of the cocks are alot easier I promise. I'm about to cum so get back on it!" I told her and dropped her back to her knees. As she sobbed, she sucked my massive cock's head for another minute straight. The pills I took also increased how rapidly I produce cum, so I probably had the biggest load out of all of the guys. "Look up at me as you do it, babe!" I said as I slapped her. The second she looked up and her gorgeous. With the pads of both thumbs, I ran it along the inner lining of my favorite yellow panties to sample some of the residue, both sticky and slippery at the same time. This certainly wasn’t the first time, with much of my underwear having some foreign substance deposited on them, always on the inner lining that sheathed my flesh. Sometimes the liquids were dried and old, turning a soft cotton pair fresh with extra fabric softener into a crusty rigid pubic plate that sc****d along my privates..