"You ok mum?" I asked when I poked my head around the door to her call to 'come in'."Yes," she smiled "I'm fine Len, just a little tired." Oh, ok." I ...responded lamely.Saying goodnight I headed for my own room and settled down for a wank before going to sleep.That weekend was a strange one; my mother seemed to be totally distracted, as though her mind was somewhere else. She spent a lot of time in her bedroom and I started to wonder if she was sick or something, but every time I asked her if she. Even her mom told her she thought she looked better than all the other cheerleaders on her squad. They had discussed men at length…and how to use them for what they are worth. Her mother took pride in the fact that her eldest daughter was intelligent and wise beyond her years when it came to boys. The apple certainly didnt fall too far from the tree in Kim Jacobs eyes when it came to her daughter Alicia…without a doubt. As for her younger sister Daniel, at 11 years old she was just at the cusp. These stalking sessions continued. Soon she could sense the tingling sensation in her pussy whenever she heard her mom moan. Also when she felt like her mother was enjoying the dick of her father. One day her grandmother caught her. She was afraid of what to do, thinking she will scold her.Instead, she taught valuable lessons of lust that day. She talked in ways that mam could understand about the pussy. The pleasures of sex, on satisfaction it gives both and the compassion in it. She used to. But now and then, he would re-read a heated passage to me aloud, and I’d ramp up the cock play to hear his voice falter and wobble, while I nipped and kissed his naked shoulders. With every stroke and every taste of his skin, I wanted him more. My body couldn’t seem to get close enough to his.He would ask me to read some sections to him, so he could close his eyes and drink in the sensation and the wicked words. In between the spoken text, I’d remind him, now and then, not to cum yet. By the.