The gift of her gaze never stopped being an incredible rush. I came to think of her smiles as her expression of care for me, even perhaps a kind of lo...ve. I felt what I came to think of as love for her too. There were challenges she put before me, and games she loved to play with me, but I didn't know what else to call the overflowing emotion I felt towards her when I saw those eyes. She was capable of making happier, more at peace and more complete that I had even known was possible. I didn't. She was hot inside. Her whole body felt so good as I lay on her slightly rubbing up and down on her. Her little tits scanned mine as she looked down at them. My cock throbbed even more. Her breathing was getting deep with a slight moan. I held my body tight against her there for a moment feeling the heat inside her pussy and then slowly started pumping. She was looking straight into my eyes as I slowly slid in and out of her. I slowly lowered my face to hers placing my lips on hers and kissed. I sat up in bed and listened.'Oh my God, someone is at the door.' I wondered who it could be at this hour.I slid both cocks out and quickly pulled my robe on. I didn’t take time to put anything on under the robe.Hurrying down the steps I arrived at the front door. I peered through the security hole and saw it was Daniel, my daughter’s boyfriend.I opened the door. He was soaking wet.“Hey Mrs. C,” he said smiling.“Come in out of the cold. My God, you are soaking wet. What happened?”“My car broke. Without a word he took Mum's hand and drew he back under the mistletoe, then he put his arm round her and held her close as he fastened his mouth on hers. I saw her stiffen momentarily, then she moulded her body to him as the kiss deepened. I watched, dumbfounded, as they kissed wetly, seeing their tongues hunting for each other, and then to my amazement I saw Frank's right hand cup my mother's left breast. I expected her to pull away angrily, but instead she slipped her bare arm round his neck.