I wanted her!“Let’s have a discussion of what is cheating and what is not.” I said.“Sure. I like debating.”“If I start rubbing along the s...ide of your body ever so gently, like this, well that could happen in a subway.” I was stroking her side, under her clothes. Her skin was so smooth!“Absolutely, certainly not cheating.” She was caressing my chest, running her fingers through my chest hairs.“I heard in Europe nudity is not such a taboo thing among unmarried people. May I undress you?” I. " What the hell do you mean, Mom taught you?" "I’m sorry, Becky, but I promised Mom I would never reveal any of the details of our sexual endeavors." Too late, Logan. You opened this can of worms. Now tell me everything that is going on with you and Mom. I want to hear all about your incestuous affair with our sweet Mom," she demands. "By the way, you do know it's incest when you have sex with a blood relative; don't you?"“Yes, I know it’s incest when I have sex with Mom.”“That means you can’t. She lay me down onto the sofa, kissing my neck as she lifted my shirt off of me. As she looked at my breast she said, “you don’t want me there you want me lower don’t you bitch?” I almost came in my panties right then as she said that, I could not do anything but nod my head to her offer. I tugged at my shorts as she was kissing me slowly down my stomach. When she got to my shorts, she lifted my legs up pulling my shorts off. I immediately tried to rip my panties off; my pussy was on fire I. Indeed, if you had not been aware that she was a mother in her forties, you could easily have pegged her for a woman over a decade younger.Her fun, friendly and, frankly, flirty manner did little to discourage people from thinking this. She certainly seemed to enjoy the way that people looked at her and was perfectly willing to dress provocatively to elicit these kinds of reactions. In particular, it appeared flattering to her the way that young men would gape and drool as she walked by. She.