I almost panicked and was ready to withdraw my hand from her but I stopped in time and let my fingers stay in touch with her groin but I put a little ...ore pressure on it and her twhiching stopped.What didn't stop was my fingers which were advancing and immediately felt the course hair of my mothers pussy. What a feeling!My cock was almost hurting so hard was it. I just had to have some relief so I pulled it out of my shorts and started to masturbate while I kept feeling the hairs of my mothers. I had no nightmares last night for the first time in many years. Was John the reason I had not woke from a nightmare in the morning? I thought to myself. John took Sherri and me to that special place he shared with Carrie in the morning. It was a lovely place on the waters of our big lake. It was peaceful and so lovely there. We had a picnic and John showed Sherri how to fish. Later in the afternoon, John well Sherri asked me if it would be OK for us to move in with John, as he was lonely.I. "Open your eyes my love." you say and i do, and i see a man standing outside the window, watching. He looks surprised to see me there, naked and mounted. He looks around, and steps carefully forward. You keep fucking me , that same slow steady pace, as u watches the two of us watch each other. The man is close now..less than 2 feet away perhaps, separated from me by only a pane of glass. You suddenly pull me up by my collar, into almost a kneeling position. I am completely exposed to. A quick snuggle and a fat nipple into his mouth made him busy getting a snack while snuggled to Jules again.We made it out of the hospital for the short ride home. The entire house staff came to see our new addition, where Jules announced, “Meet Bradley Jefferson Johnson. There is no junior designation because Brad can’t stand the junior moniker. Brad didn’t want little Brad to be the same as his name, but I wanted our son to have his father’s name. Brad can name our next son. Jules and I.