But she was adamant on her demand and she got a little loud in asking. I told her to be quite as my children were sleeping in the other room. She nodd...d. I lifted my nighty and pulled it to my head and put it aside on my bed. I was fully nude without any bra and panty.I tried to lay next to her and put a sheet on me. I was fully nude and she was wearing all the clothes. Riya denied and pulled that sheet away. She told me not to feel shy and started removing her nightshirt and pajamas. She got. Instead she got kind of serious and asked how long had I had these questions.Long time I said.After a few moments Mom was still sitting on the toilet pants and panties down.Turn around and face me now.I complied My face was just short of 12 inches from my moms hairy pussy.I could smell the pee literally.What else have you been thinking about Donny be truthfull I wont be angry I promise. Well my penis gets stiff whenever you or grandma come in here to pee,And I sometimes smell your and her. It was dark, as Eddie had prophesied. Inside, down in the rumpus room, the four teenagers collected on two spacious leather couches which faced a large fireplace, which was at the moment full of cold ash. The room was rustic in decor, with hanging lanterns, rough walls and posters of Spanish bullfights and scenery. In one corner was a tufted leather-front bar, to which Eddie made a bee-line."All right, folks," be said heartily, "name your poison." You got beer?" Jason asked."Come to think about. "Andthat is the woman your journal told me to seek out if I take upthis harebrained quest of yours." Madame Jeanne Marie," Sherla corrected quietly, "but her name isJennifer, or Jenny Deavers."It all fits. So, why are you here trying to convince me thatyou are your father, girl?" Because I am. . .or rather was, Mr. Sherlock Holmes and for allthe reasons I mentioned in that journal, I need you to carry onthis fight." I am still unconvinced that you are Mr. Sherlock Holmes, girl,"Irene said.