Regardless ofthe reason, it felt good.I was sitting on mom's vanity, with a towel wrapped around my chest,following a makeup tutorial that was playing... my phone when I suddenlyheard a noise behind me.It was my mother, she was standing on the bedroom door looking straightat me. I had been so focused on following the tutorial that I didn'tnotice her arrival. After all, I wasn't expecting anyone, she wasn'tsupposed to come back until late sunday night... no one was supposed tocome back.After a. ?Yes, why not?Okay, okay no problem..Can I ask you something?Yes, you canHave you done same with Olga?Do you mean foot thing?YesYes, I fucked her foot at sports hall first.Next day, I fucked her at the beach.Oh..I remember,we were having sun bath.You went there with Olga.Yes..You did same foot thing at the beach?No..We did different.How did you do?? Please, I want to know..No..Please..She began to caress my penis again.She was slowly rubbing with her one foot.Don't seduce me..stop caressing my. "But I like it, what you're doing to me, fucking me nice and hard, being inside me."And now there was actually a trace of tender vulnerability in her expression and her voice."Is there anything special I can do to help get you off?" I asked."You're very sweet. But no, it's okay, that's just the way I am," she explained, a slightly sad look on her face.I started to pull out of her, figuring I'd take a break."No," she said, holding me inside her. "I want you to get off; I want you to cum inside. Go figure. I had my clothes and staff back, and a half-assed apology. I went over what I had originally told them, and they kept asking if I had seen anything strange or out of place or someone else there."No, for the umpteenth time. I didn't see anyone else, and the guy just said he had gotten complacent, and then he died. No accusations, no finger pointing at who or anything like that," I told the detective who was at my home."And how did you know this man, and how did he get there if you.