I couldn't help, but to check out my mom's body again. She didn't cry, but covered her face and maintained her position for over ten minutes.After tho...se ten minutes, I placed my right hand on her back. "I love you, Mom, and I always will. As soon as I found out that you liked porn, it just transformed my whole view of you. I knew you are a woman that needed to get herself off at the back of my mind, but quickly I just got this view of you, and I just liked it."She calmly brought her head up and. "I saw on the internet that a good intense anal fucking helps to recover from jetlag." I laughed, almost choking, and said, "Well if you read that on the net, that means it's true." "Mary, you really have me puzzled here. After passing out, I thought you would hate anal for good." "Todd, Todd, listen to me. I have never felt this way in my whole life, I admit, this was at first very painful, but that orgasm... Uhh... See? I can't even describe it. When's the second round, baby?" I said. They couldn't see I was trying to help. Fuck, it wasall falling apart.I was shaking. I couldn't let it end like this. I had to do something.Anything. But what? No matter how hard I pushed, it just made thingsworse. I had to take drastic measures.There was one person capable of helping me. It was crazy and desperate.Even though the thought of turning to her made my stomach churn. I'drather die than admit that kind of defeat - but this wasn't just my lifeon the line was it?I picked up the phone.. But…well…why not?” I went to my kitchen and opened the wine, pouring it out into glasses and returned to the living room. Vanessa was on the couch and Toby was next to her, tongue out. She petted him, took a glass and we sat and chatted and drank. Toby wouldn’t leave her alone, wanting attention all the while. I went into the kitchen to make some snacks…taking my time…letting Vanessa and Toby get ‘better acquainted.” “Toby!” she exclaimed. “Stop it Toby…you’re a naughty dog.” I lingered.