I had so much more to see before my cock exploded so I knelt in front of mom’s legs, which were already apart slightly, sliding my hand up her stock...ing covered leg I came to the soft naked leg spilling from the top of her stocking tops. I had to see this and started to undo the rest of the press-studs. Pulling back both sides of the dress together, I was giving the most wonderful view of my naked mom. She was a lot hairier and darker than I was expecting for someone who was blond, a dense mass. Why is she crying?"I'm so sorry." she turns away, and rubs the part of my shirt she soaked with her tears.I stand there in another trance, her softly stroking that spot of my chest, her head against my right shoulder, her soft body, supported by my hands. MY HANDS.I slowly realize what is happening, and what it means, and begin to think 'What should I do'.I'm frozen solid, although I'm getting hotter with every downward stroke her finger makes on my chest.I can feel it.Until now, I have been. She kept looking at me and smiling, but that's all I got. She came back out, and laid him down on the floor, and sucked his dick slowly until he was hard again, which wasn't long. She got up, pulled her boots and panties off, which i noticed were soaked, way more wet than I've ever seen, and went to the corner of the bed, putting a leg up and exposing her still wet pussy for him. Instead of pushing his dick in though, he knelt down, spread her ass, and began tonguing her. . but only when I wasn't thinking about yours!"Only then did Miriam's eyes flicker sideways to her husband, Stephen. His eyes seemed to be focused on the mountains, which formed an impressive backdrop to the desert scene, but they were glittering, and Miriam whispered to me — "You've just made his night!"I looked at her. It occurred to me that she wasn't quite sober, and her black eyes did look a little glazed, but she returned my gaze, and smiled a sort of twisted smile."Stephen likes to think.