It's just a feeling I have."Call it intuition."For example," I softly explained, continuing that chain of thought, "Suppose they couldn't find Sara af...ter killing very vulnerable Peter. Maybe they'd keep going after other brothers or sisters until they ran out of siblings to placate their hateful revenge."Plus, there's one more thing I haven't mentioned." What's that," they all asked in unison.Then, even more softly I admitted, "My middle name is Parker."I'm a direct descendent of Mary. I took the dark pink sleeveless tank T-shirt, which will reveal my cleavage.I wore the tank T-shirt without a bra. I checked the mirror. My pointy nipples were vaguely visible over the T-shirt. I wore matching denim shorts, which covered only half of my thighs. I spread pink lipstick on my lips. I wore a dangling earring that my husband gifted during my first marriage anniversary.I had already cleaned my bushy hairs over the pussy before the bath. I wore gold bangles on my hands. I applied. "It's too early!" Why not? You've been fucking this hooker for 3 months now. We need to find out how she'll take it." she said getting up but still not making at attempt to cover her naked body.The "it" my mother was talking about was us, mother and son, carrying on an infatuation that started almost a decade ago and had now developed into a full time obsession.We could only cum when we were together, both naked and rubbing our bodies, kissing, sucking and fisting each other. We talked dirty,. There have even been a handful of times where I jacked off for so long without cumming that I got too tired & just stopped!Okay, that's enough background info. Now for the real story! (The events described below all happened on Sunday, August 28, 2016.)I woke up at 10:00 feeling super horny (as usual). I knew that I'd be alone in the house for a while because "she" goes to church early & stays with her church friends almost all afternoon. So because I knew I was alone, I jacked off twice before.