'And then he fucked me, of course', Carol said in a matter-of-fact tone. 'Just there on the rug. And I liked it. Very much. And he's been fucking me e...very Wednesday since the third of March.'Chapter 2Alice lay in bed. The radio alarm showed 2 a.m... She couldn't sleep. Morris's snoring wasn't helping either. For the umpteenth time she pushed at the portly form of the man sleeping next to her and once more he rolled on to his side and his breathing settled to a gentle wheezing.'God!' Alice. My son stayed in his room. My mind was reeling with emotions. First was simple disbelief that I would allow this to happen. What kind of person has sex with her own son? Secondly, I was concerned about the effect on Josh. Would it kill our relationship? What would he think of me as a mother? Would this make him "warped" in some way? Would it cause him psychological problems and cause him problems with relationships in the future? Would he tell? If he did, it would be devastating. But another. Yes, it had been a fantasy to have my wife dress that way, but that was a fantasy. Upon returning home, Kate told me that she was surprised at all the attention she got. “My classes seemed to hang on every word. I think I am going to try to an experiment. I think I’ll wear something like this again on tomorrow and give a pop quiz at the end of the class. I want to see if my students were distracted or more focused.” All I could do was groan. It was as though the cock cage was my. “That will be me, I’m a fast learner as you experienced mom, might as well give up the chair now” Janice replied smugly. “Bring it on, I will crush you and make you cum until your sweet young pussy is dry, with my experience” Sandra replied defiantly “Besides as I told is breast to breast and pussy to pussy, it’s time to see if your tits can stand up to mine” she added. “Fine, how do we measure our tits against one another?” Janice asked getting closer to her mother. “Like this!” Sandra replied.