She cupped my scrotum through my boxers with her left hand as she stroked me with her right. I stared intently at her breasts in the demi bra and then...her pussy between her spread legs.We were looking into each other’s eyes. Mom had an intense look on her face, with her lips slightly parted. She looked so sexy playing with my cock, dressed in only her demi bra with a lock of her hair falling over her left eye.“Stop for a second, Mom.”She stopped stroking me and sat up straight. I scooted down,. She brought in the other hand and pushed the panties down his hips, stretching them out over the rigid prong, revealing it as red as fire, awesomely naked, an upcurved stalk bearing that splendid big purple-red swollen fruit.Like this. Rising off her stool she grasped his shoulders, levered up, climbed one leg at a time over his thighs, and when her hairy pussy was poised over the fat, turgid plum of a cockhead, she began lowering onto it.She could see her livid clit standing up out of its red. Smiling he looked at the full body mirror on the backside of his bedroom door and admired himself. He felt sexy and hot wearing them, but it made him feel even sexier and hotter to see his reflection. Though he was still missing something. Snapping his fingers, he went to his closet and pushed aside a box and there sitting against the back wall of his closet was a pair of heels that also belonged to his sister; but these she tossed out because she didn’t want them anymore and he rescued them.. "Now we can go about this a few ways." He said to her sternly. "You can take care of a lonely old man right now, then walk out of here free and clear, or we can review the tape and see if there are any talents you have that may truly interest me. Otherwise I will just call the police and let you explain why you were in my Museum all night." "No, no please I… I'll do the first." She pleaded dropping her eyes as she slipped off the bench onto her knees. The caretaker came forward his cock.