As I'm Pumping His Dick It Slipped My Mind That My Mother And My brother Were Coming Home Soon! I Stopped Abruptly And Ran Upstairs To My Room And Sat... There Shaking. I Was Thinking "What Have I Done.." I Felt Like A Whore, Cheap And Slutty. I Just Shook It Off For Then And Laid Down In Bed, Drifting Off To sleep. I Woke Feeling A Tad Bit Horny, I Must Have Dreamed Of My Ex And The Crazy Sex We Had. I Smirked And Walked To My Drawer To Get My New Toy ;D I Smiled And Slipped My Pants Off. I Laid. It put my face at the same level as her rump.Her wide, well-upholstered hemispheres."We don't want your nose to get chilly, Wilma. So just tuck it into thecrack of my ass." I was so well conditioned by then that I did it withoutthinking and breathed in her musky scent. It made me wonder what else Iwould do without protesting. She made me diddle my own nipples, saying itwas a very sissy thing to do. Then she allowed me to stroke my immaturepenis a dozen times only."Just use your thumb and. . you know what we ... did a little while ago," he said clearly confused by her modesty.Linda sighed, realizing that she was being very inconsistent at best. "I'm sorry ... I mean ... I ... we ... it is hard for me." I know and I'm sorry, Mom," he said seriously. "You don't hate me, do you?"Linda said, "Of course not." But ... I ... I took ... advantage of you," he said, clearly distressed now."No, Andy, you didn't. What happened was ... was mutual. We can discuss it later," Linda said, not. There was no doubt she was mine to fuck.Petey didn’t seem to mind or even to notice.“Do you live nearby?” she asked breathlessly when I released her lips. “My name is Juliet—I assume the program is accurate and your name is Jim. Do you want to make love to me, Jim? I mean for real? You have already made me melt with your poetry. It’s as if I’ve already given myself to you.”I wanted to fuck her. If she wanted to phrase it as “making love,” I didn’t object. And, yes, of course, I did want to.