I sat in the dining room chair and she straddled me and kissed me some more. Her cock wasn't tied up any more and it was rubbing my leg, making me exc...ited. She stopped kissing me and asked if I liked my surprise today. I told her that I loved it and that no one expected anything about her. She smiled and kissed me again, but I did tell her she needed to be careful doing that because no one knew that I was bi. She gave me a peck on the lips and said everything will be ok and she got up and went. "We're both adults, have wants and needs, and yet we're still dancing around each other like a couple of frightened teenagers. I want you, and I know you want me. So how long do we keep playing this silly game?" What game is that, Pip-squeak?" he tried to sound naive."You know damned well what game! The one where you pretend to be the virtuous big brother and I'm supposed to be the innocent little sister. The one where we try to deny how we feel inside because someone came up with a stupid law. ’ He almost panicked, wondering if he should yank out his phone and call 999. But no, unless they judged it to be an emergency he’s be sent home in disgrace, declared being unfit to properly service an American women whose only crime was she loved to fuck young guys senseless. Those wicked thoughts made him come in powerful squirts and Charlotte rolled her eyes as she failed to cope. Thick white cum flowed out of both corners of her mouth and she pulled away she groaned, ‘Jumping jackass. My stiff cock, unable to be released, actually poked my Mom briefly and it was my turn to go bright red.My Mom quipped, "Oh my Anthony, who are you checking out?"I stammered, "I-I-I'm sorry Mom."She chuckled softly. "It's OK, son, I`m glad you're young and virile. Plus, grandc***dren would be nice."Hearing my Mom talk so casually about sex, I briefly wondered about the odds of getting her in the horizontal mambo. My Mom was still a very beautiful woman, although she never completely lost the.