I moved to the side so the water could hit her face some and she washed it off. She handed me the wash rag and asked me to wash it off for her. It was...already soapy so I washed her tits and face and I reached down to her old pussy and washed between her legs, she put her foot up on the rail that was in there, I assumed it was a signal to me to wash her pussy some more so I lathered it up really good and knelt down and started running the soapy rag over her grey haired clit and asshole. I knew. Anyone with eyes could see that." That might get a bit loud," I said."I suppose," she said, "and by lunch time, I want an answer from you. There will be a news conference at the office at one o'clock, TV, the usual thing. That has been announced. If your answer is yes, I would like you to be there. If it is no, I will be disappointed." Two questions," I said, thinking hard since I had gone to bed at least slightly undecided."All right, but I must hurry." Are you going to be the general manager. ;Oh! Mrs Sanford your pussy is so wet i heard the guy say. I lost all respect for my mom that day , she was nothing but a whore and soon dad would find out too for he soon caugh her fucking the guy days later. and he got a divorce, and we moved away, dad soon remarried to Lisa, she was very proper , well mannered too dressed very nice i knew she loved dad very much, she was all I could want in a mom . But something just kept eating at me , I wondered if all women were like my old mom, I. The timing was deliberate, as she didn't wish to torture the youth. She adored him, as she did the other people in her life, albeit each in their own unique sense. Only those in their way of life could ever understand it."Don't sweat it, Karl. I know that you're feeling some shame and disappointment that you came so quickly, but I like that you did. Trust me, your mommy understands you very well. Yes, I said that part on purpose. Out there, I am 'Mom', but in moments like this, I'm 'Mommy.'.