Day was boring, TV, eating, sleeping, coffee, TV. The night comes as usual I slept in her son’s room.Around midnight I heard some crying sound, I go... scared to the death, anyway I gathered some courage and went to see what was it. Sound was coming from near wash room. Sound stopped then I search the wash room nothing was there but I saw sumathi’s bra and panties suddenly I went inside and lock the room and start to smell both of it and took out my cock and start to stock it, after one or two. "No ... Mom's never been accused of that," I answered with a grin. "What makes you say that?" I was getting the third degree. I gather she's your scout for a prospective wife," she laughed.I started to choke on my last gulp of beer. I must have turned red and I nearly snorted the beer out my nose. Shit ... this woman was causing me all kinds of problems with my self control. She could have me scrambling without even trying."Uh ... that's Mom for you. She has a mission in life ... and I'm it," I. Her boobs were on clear display. We were standing with our drinks, looking out over the edge when another older couple arrived and headed over toward us to also look at the view. We struck up a conversation with them and the fellow took an immediate interest in talking to my wife. She talked for quite some time with him, and all the while her boobs were clearly visible though the dress and there was also a patch of dark pussy hair that you could see through her knickers. After they had. ”“Oh, I know you will,” she said. “That’s why you’re not done.”“What do you mean, I think he’s near death—baby.” The word spilled from my mouth before I could think, and I closed my eyes at the truth of my thoughts.“Just watch my little Southern Spice. And to do that, you’ll have to open your eyes.”I opened them slowly still embarrassed, only to see her pause on his head and rock her hips in inhuman rhythms. Ryan breathed a relaxing deep breath, and I stood amazed as his blood returned!She took.