They boys wanted me to lift my bra up so my tits flopped out and they could put skin on skin. I didn’t mind doing that – it felt much better for m...e as well – but it was just such a struggle to get them put away again.That weekend I was leafing through the paper and I saw a lingerie ad for bras with a front clasp. That was just what I needed, I could unclasp my bra and let them spill out onto my chest and the boys could have unfettered access.All I had to do was make enough money to be able to. I knelt and rolled her skirt up her legs until her bright red bush came into view and pistoned my fingers in and out of her until the juice was running down to my wrist. The aroma was intoxicating and soon I had my tongue buried in her while her bristly pubes intwined with my own beard. Her old man was now kissing her deeply, drowning out her moans all the while pulling and twisting her engorged nipples.She had to cum 2 or 3 times as she finally broke off her kiss and forcefully pushed my face. There have been one or two conversations Mom has quietly outlined the situation in so many words to me in the past. I suppose in a strange way they're probably embarrassed to discuss it between them if it does happen anyway! It's sort of brushed under the carpet!Anyway after the time I saw her raunchily getting herself off while calling the doctor's name as she climaxed, it went quiet for a while.She went once or twice to the clinic again recently, for preparations, tests etc. It so happens I. She ran her fingers up and down her slit, shuddering each time she touched her clit.Suddenly she heard the shower snap off upstairs and quickly pulled her skirt back down. "Fuck that was a quick shower," she thought, stepping into the kitchen and assembling a sandwich for her son. "Oh well. When I go to the store later, at least I'll have something to fantasize about."Mike walked into the kitchen, toweling off his hair, with a towel around his waist and she couldn't help but look at his crotch..