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I stepped behind her and reached for the zipper in the middle of her back. She turned her head slightly to look at me.It warmed my heart to see her looking back at me shyly. She was blushing. As I was finishing unzipping her dress, I lightly kissed her shoulder. A moan escaped her lips and she was excited from the contact. I pushed the straps off of her shoulders and let the dress fall to the floor.It was then, that I knew why she was blushing. She was wearing this beautiful French-crme colored corset. It had delicate Bastille lace trim. She was breath taking in it. Under that she was wearing this tiny thong. She was an exquisite creature to admire. Beauty, grace and elegance radiated from her. I don't think I could have been more turned on than at that moment.I took a minute to admire her. She was gushing with the attention that I was paying to her. It felt like it was the first time all over again. Is it possible to fall in love with someone over and over again? That's how I felt. Taking his hand, she pulled it to her face and began kissing it. "JJ, it's my fault your father has been drinking so much, I drove him to it. I wanted him to make love today and he couldn't so he started drinking, and today is not the first time, it's happened about five times since we moved here. He starts out wanting to make love but when he can't, he gets upset and starts drinking." Her face was weary as she looked at her son.JJ pulled her to her feet and lifted her, her one-forty seeming like nothing, and he walked to his bedroom. Standing her on her feet, he pulled the spread and sheet back, and assisted her into his bed. Covering her, he turned and spoke as he walked from the room, "My turn in the shower."The water was cold but JJ suffered through it. Returning to his room, he found his mother sleeping. Slipping into the bed, he pulled her nude body close to his nudeness. Cupping a breast, JJ held her for a moment before he slept.JJ was awakened at five when Helen's hand was.
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