"You just wait until we get back on the houseboat, Mom. You're gonna get it hard!" Oooh, I hope it's hard," she giggled. "Here, give Mother a quick fe...l, then try to think of something else until we're finished shopping."She grabbed his hand and, looking around the small grocery store, pulled his palm into her cunt briefly."Oh, shit!" Jay groaned as he pressed his hand upon his mother's cunt.He wasn't the only one excited. He felt the moisture seeping into the crotch of his mother's shorts.. Pt2 They sat talking most of the afternoon, filling in the inevitable gaps while they had the time together reinforced by sandwiches and her home-made cake. She pealed spuds, and prepared vegetables, for the main meal of the day, as they sat surrounded by the smell of a steak and k**ney pudding in the oven. He fetched a bottle of wine from the car, a present for Sharon, and some beer for Mark and himself, while he was away Mary slipped away and returned in a flowery summer frock and had just. After he massaged her shoulders he again asked my permission to take off her bra to rub her back. I said it is all ok as far as this was a massage. He was surprised to see a Czech married couple doing this, and this was why he kept asking my permission every time. He opened my wife's large bra straps, and slid the bra down over her shoulders, she helped and took the bra completely out. He massaged all her back and then switched to her feet. After he massaged her pedicured feet he moved up. ‘Miranda!’ He whispered. ‘Your hand is bleeding babe.’ ‘I know.’ She groaned. ‘I cut it on the side of the bed. A nail or something. I just couldn’t waste your seed Jacob. It’s to precious to me. You are too precious to me.’ ‘I…am?’ He whispered in dismay. ‘You bless me.’ She whispered back. ‘I feel blessed. Can you help me get this off?’ When he reached out and slid her finger over her face it only spread the blood and she whispered. ‘Blessed.’ Each time she said the word he slid his.