The fact that it was my own mother getting fucked by my friend, only served to magnify my feelings of hurt and betrayal. Why would she invite Kevin to... fuck her on her marriage bed? Deep down inside, if I had to be honest with myself, I guess what really bothered me was how jealous I was of their affair. Ever since I can remember, I've had lustful feelings for my mother.I looked forward to the weekends when she would carelessly walk around the house in just her shirt and panties, displaying her. Never one to turn down a good massage I took my clothes off and turned over. She crawled on top of me and rubbed my head. Between that and the champagne I could have easily fallen asleep. I could feel her tits touching my back. Jessica moved down my neck and shoulders. " I love you and I want you to never forget this night." Jess said. I replied with moans and groans. She laughed and moved on down my back. Massaging and kissing everywhere. She grabbed my ass rubbing it hard. At times it. I paid them less than I did Sarah. Their only responsibility was to do exactly as told. They were rough on equipment, but I was allowed to show equipment on my books, so it was no big deal.So anyway that explains why I drove the truck and Marty the infamous SUV. I call it that since it was well known by everyone in the area. I drove the truck, so I could return to work after I bought Marcy’s freedom.The plan was for me to cash her out, Then Marty would take her to lunch. After lunch Marcy would. Susan need not have worried about her children getting past the awkwardness of the situation, if anything she would have been shocked at how fast they found comfort in her absence.Lori was taking care of brother's needs easily in just a few days and Tommy was no longer embarrassed by her presence. He now looked forward to needing her help and feeling her small warm hands on his body. She had once again jerked him off the second and third day; it was better than before the accident when he often.