Joe positioned me to get the best view as the teasing subsided and he became committed to a pleasurable end. Mom’s pussy was swollen and wet, and no... from the oil. Her natural lubricate was escaping from her vagina. Joe toyed with her outer pussy lips, lovingly caressing one side then the other. He then focused more on the inner pink lips as he continued to assault her sex. Her body was squirming with pleasure as he continued. Her fingers moved to stroke her breasts, still slippery from the oil. She listened quietly while I explained. A couple of times she looked like she was biting her lip to keep from saying anything, but she let me explain what I meant every time the words came out wrong.When I finished, she nodded. "Yeah. Okay. Daddy always says our lives are guided by past experience. Now I see more clearly what he means. But Uncle Randy, that sure sounded like you expect me to be like Mom."I hadn't thought of that, but she was right. I nodded. "Good point. I guess if I'd realized. Here he had expected to find his mother and sister. Although he could not have explained it, but standing in front of the large building he simply knew that his mother and sister were nowhere near.Apparently Crowen was working at the guild hall that day, so a servant led him to his mother’s friend Tenya. The woman was flustered as soon as she saw him, almost panicked when she recognized who he was, and burst into tears when he told her he was searching for his mother and sister. Tenya was a. “They said you were not suitable and you’d bring me nothing but trouble. They said they knew what you were like. I didn’t understand how they could know anything about you.”So the Roasburies were snobs. I bet myself their real name was Roseby, or Rosby or some such; affected or what! I would be happy to keep clear of them, as long as they kept clear of me. Her next comment endeared her to me.“But,” she hastily added, “they won’t succeed there. I’m with you, my love. This restaurant is streets.