"You feeling alright?" I asked in gentle concern. I couldn't have my mother getting sick, as I was planning on progressing to Phase III of my plan."Ye...ah, I'm fine. I was just hoping to get my massage early and then take a nap." Sure," I said and reached to grab the remote to stop the movie. In a graceful and fluid move: mom grabbed my hand and laying her delectable figure along me, she d****d my arm behind her neck. "No, wait 'til this is over. I like this movie and it's almost over." I knew. This had become her own visual treat as admitted by her... she would often treat herself to a solo self pleasuring moment while watching those replays... even if I couldn't be there during those intimate moments, their existence was enough to arouse me... I would request that she indulge me with a closeup selfie before starting... my mind would go frantic as I received them fully building the visual sequence in my brain of what was to happen... fuck did I ever loved this... the pussy selfie was. It was during a heavy snowstorm when Martha and Samuel were blessed with their first child. The happy moment came just as the morning sun began to rise, which made the long ice cycles that hung in front of the window look like a crystal chandelier. Disregarding the previous names they had picked out, the baby girl was adeptly named Crystal.It was late spring when another wagon train entered the small valley, and Samuel and Martha happily greeted the weary travelers, a few of which inquired if. It would have been a exciting to hear from you actually." "I know that now. That it can make you happy and excited to hear things like that so I'll try to do that more for you in the future. I promise." Then she quickly asked, "He really was that excited? "Yes," I told her."OK then where are we at with this?" she asked. "Well I set you up with a date for next Saturday night. Today's Sunday so that should work out great. Except for me getting thru this coming Friday night without sex." "Ahhhh.