My heart was still pounding as I joined the rest of the family in the lounge where they were viewing family videos on the television screen. I found a...place next to my daughter and watched as the parade of past parties exploded onto the screen.At home that night my wife snoring beside me I though about what had happened and rubbed my flaccid member with my fingers. As it grew I stroked my now hardening cock and my heartbeat sped up. I thought of my internet chat friend Adam and contemplated how. We spent several hours in the buff then after breakfast we all put our clothes on.Saturdays were our days to buy groceries.We got our little one dressed and left after promising to be back before dark.As we drove away Fay said " He liked me, he said he wanted to sleep with me again tonight.She said she had been afraid he would not like her but he did.I told her I was proud of her, I asked her how she felt. She said she had a lot of sore muscles but she could do it again.She wanted to know that. I was only in my shorts without underwear. She asked me with a smile, “What my husband-cum-son needs now from this aged mother.”Then I replied, “I need honey from your pussy, my dear mother-cum-wife.” Saying this I bit her earlobe lightly to give her some sensation. Later on I kissed her neck and licked for a while playing with her boobs. As you people already know, she does not wear any bra and panty. So it is easy to access her boobs.Now turning to my side she folded her hand behind my neck.. . he."I couldn't even end my sentence, my mother had to the ingrate job for me: "Dylan is dead. Honey... I'm so sorry..."Maybe I'd sound like such a hypocrite, but the pain was real.And it was destroying me, from the inside: a dark shadow, swallowing my soul, my inner light."Please, just tell me the day of the funeral, I'll be at home." The fact, honey... The fact is, his parents have informed the town only after the funeral. We didn't have the chance to say him goodbye for the last time. Just.