There was nothing she could do. That was six months ago. Mom went through a slight depression as a result. Even thought she eventually came around, I ...knew she still hurt inside.Tonight, we all got together and celebrated Jason's upcoming departure at a nice Italian restaurant. Mom and dad used to come here so I know it had sentimental meaning for her. During the appetizers and meal, mom got tipsy on the wine. And it didn't help that Jason kept refilling her glass. I think she was trying drown. Now that it was out in the open, it quickly pulsed into its full form.I slowly started to run my hand up and down my engorged cock as I tried to imagine what my mother's nipples might look like under her bra. My mother meanwhile sat perfectly still on the couch with her arms crossed across her chest, perhaps trying to hide some of her body now that her blouse was gone. Her eyes where closed tight but I really didn't care. Slowly I stroked my mighty cock over and over again as my eyes feasted on. Firm breasted, with surprisingly large and very erect nipples, tucked in wais and even a fantastic, well-rounded arse for a size ten. Her last item of clothes added even further to Ron’s turn on. “Crotchless panty hose, from Sydney.”“Leave those on, and your shoes, as well,” Ron instructed. “They look fantastic. I must get some for Carmen.”“I want to watch you to suck Ron some more, but he has to finish off by fucking me while you watch, Zena. All right?”Zena led Ron by the hand and sat in the. I didn't know what was happening in cars farther toward the rear of the train, but I was very concerned about what might be happening at the express car. I told my wife and mother-in-law to be ready for trouble and not to be reluctant to use their shotguns. I yelled that everybody else in the car should get down on the floor between the seats unless they wanted to help fight bandits.Most of the passengers ducked, but a couple of men pulled their guns to help in the defense of the car. I'm sure.