.damn was this all a dream? I thought. As my mind raced I quickly remembered the moment and checked my left shoulder. Never in my life had I welcomed ...a dull throbbing pain with this much glee! I went to the washroom and got freshened up as it was already 5am. When I went down to the hall I saw my mom curled up on the sofa drinking coffee. I didn’t even bother to put on a shirt, I basically half jogged to her and got on top of her and started to kiss her. The beautiful aroma of coffee and my. She pulled off her clothes, put on loosely fitting pajamas, and lay down on the futon beside Jason -- who was now snoring. Doug pulled off his blue jeans and shirt and curled up with her, cradling one of her breasts in his hand.“Doug, we can’t do this.” But she felt desire, a familiar ache radiating through her crotch. It had been a week since she had sex.“Sure we can.”She looked at Jason. He was unconscious, lying on his back, his mouth open. “Okay,” she said to Doug. “Afterward, I need to do. . Daphne Ormitroyd. Pleased to meet you Sean ... bloody thing. Brand new as you can see, engine just won’t start.”I mused on how I could easily start her engine. Only need to find the primer button! She was just like my Mum, gingery white hair, a bit thin on top in places, but that’s ageing and also thin hair. Even though she was stressed, Daphne’s face beamed up at me, a picture of friendly acceptance and agreeance, from where she was surprisingly squatting for her age and size next to the. "Spank me a little?"I pulled her panty down, revealing the white band where her swim suit had blocked out the sun.I slapped the fleshy cheeks lightly, enjoying the feel of her, enjoying the erotic sight of panties pulled down to reveal the crotch fresh from the crease of her pussy. I touched it with the back of my hand and knew the moisture gathering there.As I soothed the sting out of her bottom, my fingers touched hers as she sought her vagina. She paused in her self exploration and squeezed.