I had completely forgotten about their anniversary. Immediately my mind filled with images of what they might have planned on this trip. Maybe it was ... second honeymoon! I felt my dick stir inside my underwear, it was getting a life of its own with the blood gushing to it. This wasn’t the first time I had thought of lewd things about my mother.She was a beautiful lady, and she knew it too. Even at the age of 45, she was still fit as a fiddle and had maintained curves in all the right places.. He put his strong arm around me and looked deeply in my eyes. "Grams, I'd believe that you know. You're still a very pretty lady."My heart was racing as I could feel his warm breath tickle my skin. "I'm not. I'm just an old hag."He kept a straight face. "No seriously grams. I mean when a lot of my friends met you, they actually thought you were my mom and that my mom was my sister." Well your mother is still very young. I'm over the hill hun, there will be no second chances for me."He sighed. But it was too late now. Her hands were already messy and anyway, his eyes were closed and one arm was across them. As she made the first strokes that would loosen up his tight, cramping muscles he sighed."Man that feels good Melissa. I don't know what I'd do without you."She continued to poke and press and squeeze his muscles. She was used to his compliments and knew she was an accomplished masseuse by now. On legs anyway.She smiled as the front of his shorts began to tent up. He was getting a. Jenn stopped the tape and told me I was a good little cocksucker. She then pushed me to my back and produced a rubber glove. She put it on her right hand. Then she pulled my pink pants down and undid my diaper. With her left hand she jerked me off until I shot my cum into the glove hand. It only took about one minute. Then she told me to open my mouth, she said, "Now clean the glove you cum loving slut." I did as I was told, it was really bad tasting and salty. When I was done licking the glove.