As my mind started to think of the moral implications of what was about to happen, she grabbed my hard dick after giving it a couple of gentle strokes... and guided me by my dick to lay on the blanket face up. I was hoping she would mount me and have sex, but that was not to be. She got on top of me in a 69 position, ordered me to eat her and soon as I started to lick her she began sucking my dick with gusto.The feel of those large young beasts pressed against my stomach and the wonderful blowjob. Which caused her to cry even harder, trying to make me feel bad, but I was standing firm.She starting talking through sobs, that she got her self deep in debt on gambling, and that the neighbor behind us helped by paying off some in exchange for sex. I said you don’t even like the guy, why would you fuck him. That just made her cry harder. I said what about the orgy with your co-workers, and she just hung her head and said they were blackmailing her into it. I said what about the two big. And wet," he said lightly.He continued to quietly stroke me while sipping his coffee. I closed my eyes and began to rotate my hips. He chuckled. His hand lightly stroking me became my focus. Dark, with my eyes closed. Quiet, without speaking. My consciousness was reduced to feeling. The feeling of his hand on my bottom. It was a meditation. "His hand," was my mantra."Okay, up!" he ordered, lightly smacking my right cheek.Startled, I fairly jumped off the bed. I stood there a little dazed and. A short dialogue brought concern to the older woman's face, but Doreen waved it away. "I'm sure it's nothing, Martha. Is Mom home?" Not yet." Okay. I'm going to talk to Doc." I'll send her in when she arrives," said Martha.Doreen nodded and headed back to the hallway and entered the clinic.When introduced by Billy as simply Martha, Joseph asked why she wasn't given the FITZ prefix.Martha smiled and explained. "The FITZ are the generals, the rest subordinates."Billy disagreed. "You're essential.