Good night, honey, and thank you for all your help today." She kissed me quickly again and was gone.I had more trouble going to sleep on this night, d...spite another round of making love to my hand while pretending that it was Mom's coveted pussy. I was thrilled by the hug and the kiss, and I felt that I had made some progress, but where could this fierce desire of mine lead? Mom was a very proper person, a real lady, in the best sense of that word. Surely she was not going to go to bed with her. She pulled her hand out of my bottoms and rubbed my wetness on her lips as if she were applying lip-gloss. Then she licked it off and said, “Ooooh. You taste good.”I smiled and asked, “How good?”“Good enough to eat,” she replied. Her eyes looked at me with the hungry gaze of someone primed and ready for sex. I stood up so I could take my bottoms off and looked at my husband, giving him one last chance to change his mind. He had been nursing a raging erection all this time, waiting to see what. ’ ‘Can I help? I’ve cleared the decks, so I’m free,’ she offered. ‘Yes, I’m sure you can. Do you have your fax number handy?’ She gave him the number. ‘I’ll fax over a list of things tonight that I think you can manage and that will be a huge help in cutting down on the running around. Thanks for volunteering,’ he said. ‘Happy to do it, especially if it gets us on the water sooner. I can’t wait for my next lesson, Captain.’ She was noticeably brighter again, the disappointment of his Thursday. I was flowing not Cumming! The pillow cover become wet and he was pumping his last shots and his thrusts were now making € ¢â’ ’puch – puch€ ¢â’ ’½ sound! We both relaxed and he moved to my side. I was just trying to squeeze as much into him as possible. He then got up and lifted me and took me to the bathroom. He placed me under the shower and washed me. After pumping my boobs, massaging them, he washed my legs in the last and I was giving the same treatment to his body. I rubbed his nipples.