Only old Helga stayed to bathe her.While she was drying off, Mother brought three more maids upstairs. She dunked herself in the bath before being dre...sed hurriedly. "Take some care with her hair," she said before disappearing down the stairs. Having their orders, the four took some time with Elizabeth's hair. When they were done, half of it hung down her back weighted with a cloth-of-gold and pearl piece of Mother's. The other half was in counter-circling braids making a coronet on her. Before we got to my bedroom, Mom entered her bedroom. She came out without the white shirt but she was holding her panties from the day before. She smiled as she handed them to me.Mom laid on my bed on her back, opened up her legs, and then she opened up her hairy pussy.Mom then said, “Stick it in here honey.”I undressed, crawled between her legs, and stuck it in her hole. As I fucked into her I watched her big breasts bounce around on her chest. Mom saw me watching them and laughed. Her hands. “Sure” and we set up an afternoon date planned on Sunday to grab lunch then go to “Heritage Day” at a small town about 50 miles away. I was dressed in all black, black dress, black lace bra, black panties and pantyhose; cream colored heals (photos posted). As I was finishing putting on my makeup the doorbell rang. “Hi so happy to see you” I said and kissed his cheek. He held me pressing his lips to mine. “Think about you all the time Michelle” he said as his hand slid down over my ass “Naughty. I was curious to try out Mark; my Gift transformed him into a hunky Adonis. I loved my husband, but he looked his age, unlike me, and his waistline had lost the war against middle-age. I don't know if I ever would get the chance to be with Mark. He may have forgiven me at Karen's funeral two months ago, but I could tell he still resented me. I guess it will take time to heal the hurt I caused him. Maybe it never would heal; I know I can never forgive myself for the ten people that died that day.