We kept kissing each other on the lips and cheeks for a while when mum started to move her pelvis and mumbling, “do it….do it…”I had only pene...rated my mum. I had not started fucking her as yet – can you believe that?!! I slowly and lovingly started moving my pelvis up and down… and I started fucking my own mother…My penis was feeling that warmth and the slime in her vagina. Though it was not as tight as my girlfriends, it was giving a great massaging effect. My penis was now feeling the length. I came to one that was from "Little Miss Sweet Cheeks" and the subject was "For Rob's eyes only." I opened it and there was a short message and an attachment. The message said:"You are well rid of the cheating slut. How about this for a replacement?"The attachment was a photo of a fantastic heart shaped ass with the two cheeks split by a thong made out of a string of pearls. I looked around the office to see if anyone was looking my way. I half expected to see a grinning woman casting glances. As I sat there, I looked at my old body, and cried again. As long as"Mark" was still alive, there was hope I could somehow make my way backto myself, but they had taken my body off the respirator early thismorning, and now it was just a matter of time. I spent some more timewith my mother and my former ex, and wondered if I would ever see themagain.I took the opportunity to ask them, "Why was Mark so sad?" I told them,"I feel a strong connection to him, and I really want to knoweverything." . Now, the wife is taking a shower now and we are in the garage getting high, she starts telling how having sex while high is the best, and I agreed. I wanted to push the conversation a bit more so I told her, “yes, the good old days getting high with your sister fucking her hours... always extremely wet, shit I remembered my dick would never go down, good fucking days” we both started laughing. Then she mentions she hasn’t gotten any in months and that she missed her dildo! “It’s been so long.