We laid there in together cooing and petting. Mom was still breathing heavily. We drifted off to sleep with my dick still deep in her pussy. I awoke t... an empty bed. I put on a robe as I was walking down stairs. I found mom sitting at the table crying. "Mom, Mom! what's wrong? You know what's wrong. I fucked my own son! I was wrong in telling you to sleep in my room, I knew what would happen. I sat next her, "Mom you said yourself, you play with toys instead of replacing dad. I admire that.. I saw her eyes get bigger and her lips made an O face and I could tell she was enjoying herself just as much as I was. She pushed back against me grinding her pussy against my dick as she did. I could feel her hand rubbing the tip of my dick and I thrust back into her again. "Hey this isn't fair." I said as I started to slide my hands from her hips up her stomach towards her breasts. "these have been tempting me since we got in the car and you have your hand on my dick." I said as I cupped both. His breath was so warm, still smelling of the weed, with light undertones of my cunt. Bending and twisting my neck to feel him, searching for a kiss, but instead feeling his finger as it traced the outline of my mouth. "Give me a kiss, baby, please let me kiss you" I hoped the "please" would make him feel that I really did need to feel that at this moment. His tongue snaked around my mouth following the path his finger made, saliva off his tongue drizzled across my opened mouth. "Don't kiss. I brought the airplane to an altitude of 10,000 feet when it sputtered again, and I felt the vibration. When it didn’t smooth out, I looked out to the side of the plane and saw smoke. Now I worried that faster wasn’t the only problem. Fire plus aviation fuel ... was bad.“Roy, I think we’re on fire,” I worried.He got onto the radio, and when he said, “declaring an emergency,” I officially became concerned. The only reason I wasn’t wondering if there were parachutes was he had said it as if he.