I turned back to her, finished the water and leaned on the sink. "Mom, stand up." I said. It was a test, to see if she would. She did. "I know you thi...nk you are doing what needs to be done. You have done that all your life, taking care of us. Take off the robe." My mother hesitated, then slowly pulled the sash loose and shrugged the robe from her shoulders. She wore only panties, her breasts were bare, tall and proud on her chest, her nipples were hard and erect. She waited."If you insist that. But that is what we are about. When we succeed, the world will be peopled by men.Donnie and Andrew came back to the hotel room at 10:00 on Saturday morning. Donnie looked wonderful. She had what only can be described as a 'well fucked' look. I know that look, though I had only seen it twice before in my life. I saw it in the mirror on Thursday and Friday morning. There is a major difference between being 'just fucked' and being 'well fucked. We were 'well fucked'.My goodness, before this week I. He knew however how he would handle the hard cock throbbing in his shorts, as soon as his daughter was in bed he would continue watching the porno DVD his best friend had given him. Damn, when he'd turned to Jodie's voice he'd no idea he would witness his young daughter giving a kiss that started out innocent and quickly became sexual. He could swear he'd hear one of them sigh. From the gloom of the doorway he could clearly see them in the streetlight and there was no mistaking Jodie's fingers. Perhaps our game was over.When I slipped into the bedroom, I assumed Ann was asleep. I went to the bathroom, took off all my clothes and walked back to the bed, quietly easing myself under the sheet. It was a bit of a surprise when Ann spoke: “Hey, you.”“Oh, Ann, sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up.”“You didn’t, I wasn’t asleep. How’s it going with you then?”“Okay, cool,” I said. “It’s been a nice evening, good food, good company. You alright?”“Yeah, think so. Missing Jamie a bit, I guess. Not.