She also joined me and said “honey, faster, insert harder. fuck me, honey. Fuck your mom. Ahhhhhhh. Honey mmmmm. Fuck me Sid.” I said “sure mom,...I will……” she said, “call me Pamela or Pam, honey…….as your dad calls me…..”I said, “ok, Pamela.” I stroked it harder as did she & after about 10 mins in this position, I slowed down. She also slowed down. Then I asked her for a fuck under the shower. She agreed. We came out of the tub & went into the shower once again. She embraced me & put my head on. I lay on my bed trying to go to sleep but was almost trembling with restlessness. Every time my dick relaxed a little, the image of my mother's smile when she looked at my groin hardened it again. I tossed and turned until I ended up pressing my dick against the mattress.Given my ignorance, it had to be instinct that made me grind my hips into the bed. Once I started though, the need and weight grew but towards a conclusion. I grabbed my pillow tightly and squeezed my eyes shut, continuing to. I am really beginning to feel relaxed. Would you mind terribly rubbing my feet? Walking through the airports have made them a little sore," she said. "No problem," I replied. "Let me slip off of your shoes. One thing I am really good at is foot massages. Your daughter requires at least several a week."As I rubbed her beautiful size 8 soles, I began to feel another erection and the martini was not hurting it. I could tell she was enjoying it as she took a long sip from her glass and gave me a. I was flat out against faking my own death, a karma thing I really believed in. So I was given a share of a large lottery to travel I never went back to my apartment after signing the check and setting up my accounts for the money, a 26 year payout.After checking my list and adding a few things that came to mind I ended up with 5,500 pounds not including the truck and trailer, but Gazoo had OK’d it all, so I was good as gold as far as I was concerned. I slept through the trip to my new world, I.