I get out before you and towel off, returning quickly with a thick, large heated terrycloth towel for you. I assist you from the tub and slowly begin ...o towel you dry, standing behind you that I might admire your reflection in the mirror behind the tub. As each inch of your skin is dried and becomes visible to me, I kiss it and pay further homage to your magnificent body. Your squared shoulders, firm breasts, small waist, round spherical buttocks, taut lean legs, slender tapered feet. Once dry. Iforced it into her mouth despite her token protestations, and buckled itbehind her head.I was getting incredibly aroused myself, and feeling most left out beingstill dressed in my normal male clothes, and was desperate to join in. Iquickly stripped off everything, which made her wonder what (or who) wascoming next, and couldn't help but notice her look of disappointmentwhen I left her to return to the bathroom. Seeing her friend in somedistress, I realised that I had probably left her too long. Goodnight, Mom.”For a fleeting second, I thought she was there, but it faded.EpilogueOh! I almost forgot to tell you what we found in the third bay of our garage, when we finally got around to cleaning it years later. The prerequisite junk, of course, but three feet back was a tarp. Under the tarp, in almost pristine condition, was a 1960 Lincoln convertible, the largest American production car ever made. It was the last automobile Miss Agnes owned. We rolled it out, had the engine redone,. I replace my mouth with a well-lubricated finger, running between your cheeks, then putting gentle pressure at your opening. You relax - I can hear you panting as you obviously try to forcibly loosen up the muscles. My finger slides in, slowly, and I watch your face for signs of pain as it goes. You groan as my hand comes to rest against your butt, my finger gently probing against your prostate. I know that facial expression, and it doesn't indicate pain."After a few minutes of gently thrusting.