Adams." He squirmed, grabbed her, shyness gone. He kissed her hard, urgently, his tongue invading her mouth. His hands kneaded her body, exploring, re...eling in her soft' curves, her yielding flesh. "Oh, Mrs. Adams."Oh, Kenny, you're so forceful." She caressed his face, his neck, and his tightly muscled back. "Unnnnn, Kenny. You're driving me wild." Kenny feasted on Monica's neck. He became an a****l, groaning, gobbling Monica's flesh with his mouth.Monica loved it and let him explore her body. He deep throated me for at least five minutes before wanking me off and making me explode all over my chest. He was a pro. I was still laying on my back so I moved my feet up flat on the bed, by my ass, and stared him straight in the eyes. He knew what to do. He spat on his hand and jerked to lube himself up, before slowly entering me inch by inch. It was so painful but I loved it. Now I know that having an 8 inch dick as the first dick size to ever have fuck you probably wasn't the smartest,. So, I got out of my old car and headed for my new car when Dan stopped me. He reached out his hand and I took it, only to appear cordial. Then he drew me close and hugged me and then gave me a kiss on the cheek. I kissed his cheek in return.He said. "Take care of yourself and don't be a stranger." He smiled.I smiled back and said. "Thank you for dinner it was wonderful." I also glanced at Cindy, who was only slightly put out by this exchange. "Don't worry, I won't be a stranger." I added,. I knew from her demeanor what the situation was. My mother, mom, had passed.I took a seat at the wall to my right and waited to gather my thoughts, emotions, everything.“How?” I said.“Not sure, Lee. Maybe and aneurism, but we won’t know for sure till a little later,” she said. She sat with me for some time. I finally came to my senses, sort of.“Can I see her,” I said.“Yes,” she said. “I’ve arranged it. Come.”She led me into the room. The room where my momma had died. It was July of 1987..