“I’ve been thinking about mother a lot, the last couple of days. She enjoyed your cock as much as I do. I wish she was still here with us, just on... more time.”***** Della, Joy’s mom, had died at the age of 78, just two weeks before. She had been a fixture at the truck plaza’s casino, and loved to flirt. My mind drifted back to the first time she had joined one of our ‘sessions’. It was a hot summer day and Joy had already filled me in on Della’s needs. She had undergone a series of surgeries on. Dustin was wearing new red AussieBum trunks, which I got a glance of as I lifted the covers and laid down next to him and turned off the lamp. He was laying chest down, his bum looked amazing, with those little dimples on his lower back. He smelled amazing, having just showered after a work out. I laid there for at least an hour, imagining the moves I would make and touching my hard dick and bumhole. Finally I worked up the nerve, he had turned over to be on his back, I reached over and tugged. Okay I have long hair down to my middle back and it s red. Well at leastit's not far away from my normal orange hair. My voice is so high, I mustbe a soprano. There is a big change from my normal deep bass voice. Wow mybreasts look huge, they look as big as moms (36 Cs, but he didn't know).Flat chest and I have such a sexy butt, man if I wasn't me I would want todo me right now. But somehow (as he grabs to confirm) I don't think I willbe getting any ladies anymore. Oh well maybe I got another. As well. We all talked for a little while as I was feeding Jeff Jr. for the very first time. He eventually became full. So I had to burp him. “Well, I must say you are gonna be a great mom Jill. You are a bleeping natural,” Jessica said. “Thank you for not cursing around him and for the compliment as well,” I replied. He eventually burped and went to sleep. Then I gave him to Jeff and he started sparking tears. I only saw him spark that many tears when our parents died. He was very happy to be.