Big tears ran down her cheeks and down her neck. She swallowed, and the muscles moved under her skin. That was the only visible movement. I scratched ...y head to have a plausible excuse for why I had my head turned in such a way that I looked right at her – just in case she’d look up and catching spying on her. What could be the reason for her crying? A break-up? Loss of a family member? Or had she perhaps recently lost her job? She was still reasonably young. She should be out with friends or. She is wearing nothing but a lace push-up bra and lace see-through panties. "Hi, Heather," I say stammering. "Hi, James," she says seductively. "Where's Scott?" "He's at his grandma's place. He wont be back till about 6. James, I've been noticing you lately. I see that you have grown up to be a handsome young man. And I know that you have been checking me out." "Well, yeah. I have. You have a wonderful body and you are a wonderful mother." At this point, I was completely hard, and stuttering. He asked us to take rest since we must be tired and then go to the hospital in the morning to relieve them.It was already 9:30 and we both wanted a bath after the rough ride we had had. Mother’s eyes were red after constant crying. She said, “Adi, I want to take a bath. After that you can too. By then I will make something. I do not feel like eating at all, but we must eat something. Then let us take rest. Morning we wake up as early as we can and go to the hospital” she said, wiping her tears. Then she dropped them, not getting that rush like she did from the special pair. “Oh, this cock is gorgeous. You're huge.”“I know,” I said and then gasped as she grabbed me.“So much bigger than any guy I'd fucked,” she moaned. She stroked me and, with a wild groan, attacked the tip. I gasped at the manic way she licked at my cock. Her tongue became a pink blur streaking over my crown. She lashed it, whipping my cock with her wet tongue.I gasped, my pussy clenching. Pleasure flowed down my.