"Well, that's why you bought me the car mom. Besides I am looking forward to it. My own mother, in a movie!" I grinned."You dirty little boy!" she shr...eked. "You never get enough of your mother's big ass and you don't care whether it is for a movie or not. All you want to do is to watch me get fucked!"My grin got bigger. I placed my hand between her legs and rubbed her groin though her skirt."You know we both love that mom. I am so glad we have such a beautiful relationship." I know honey. I. She gave me a quick kiss, and told me her mother was ready to report.Report? Yes, she actually said that. Report.I held on to Amy for a moment, "How ARE you, Princess? This has all been some heavy shit. Are you OK?" Yes, Sir. I'm worried about Adrian, but she's here with her family, and so am I. That means mom AND you, Sir." I get you, Pet. Let's go get our "report", huh?" Yes Sir!" She actually giggled a little, so maybe it wasn't too bad.As I entered the room, I said, "Hey Champ, Mike Tyson. It didn't take long and I noticed how well they were dressed and how pleasant they were chatting with us. Ben made the comment that we were the cutest couple there that night and he asked me if he could dance with my wife. I looked at Amy and she said she loves dancing and I don't dance much. So Ben and Amy got up and went and danced a few songs together and when they got back Amy was smiling and laughing with Ben. After Amy downed another shot and chaser I got up and danced one song with her. ‘Then we should honour him the way he would have wanted and nothing more: drink a glass of his favourite whiskey, dry our tears and remember all the good things he did. He wouldn’t have appreciated us mourning him. After that I have a letter from him that we should open. He gave it to me a few years ago, before he went into surgery, and said that it should be kept safe until he was put in the ground. Come on.’ He put an arm around his wife’s shoulder, the other around his son and led them.