I knew that eventually I would share these thoughts with her and there’d be more tears.“Let’s call,” she said, taking my arm and leading me to...the couch.I held the phone but my finger refused to press the buttons. Maddie pushed them for me.“Hello, honey. Glad you called.”“Auntie, Mama is dead.”There was a small Methodist church a little further up the road from our place. Maybe a quarter mile past the Anderson’s house, Auden and Duane’s house. I had been there a few times with Auntie and Granny. "I sucked her boobs for a while longer, until it was getting toward dinnertime and she got up to finish cooking our supper, still with her lovelies out for me to admire.I hadn't put my briefs back on, just going with the flow of how things seemed, she didn't seem to mind that I was naked and I was loving every minute of showing my mom what I had.We ate supper like that, me, totally naked with a massive hard-on, Mom with her breasts framed in her open blouse, smiling at me as I drank-in her. The lift pinged and the doors opened to a spacious apartment building. Everything looked modern and fancy, Adam led me in to the hallway. "I have a guest arriving shortly, you should have a quick walk around to familiarise yourself. You will need to give know your way around to make them believe you have been here many times. Bring a beer to the living room when you're done" and he strolled off to the living room, leaving me alone in the hall. It seemed surprisingly trustful of him, but as I. She had been in relationships. But it wasn't until Anne came along that Renae truly found her own passion. She was safe with Anne, safe to express her own desires, safe to explore and discover what worked best for them both.Renae reached down and let her fingers lightly explore her own pussy. She wasn't ready to have another orgasm, but she had an ache that didn't go away in the shower. Somehow, Anne had drifted from their relationship and she just wasn't interested in sex anymore. Renae had.