Ding-dong…lets just do this before I chicken out. Becky answered dressed normally for a kept woman housewife… barefoot and in a matching purple s...weat suit of a soft stretchy material, it looked expensive. The material hugged her body in all he right places. She was never “fit” but always slim, the baby weight was mostly gone except for a loose little muffintop belly. Her thighs got my eyes first, the material taught up towards her hips. Her hair was shorter now cut in a motherly bob style and. " They are safe but Suzan is troubled by some of our actions here," theEmpress replied. "But she understands why we had to be so harsh on thepeople of Aragon. Were there many casualties in the cities downwind fromAragon from the fallout?"Alejandra said, "None, your majesty. I knew which cities would be hit bythe fallout from Aragon's capital and made sure the population was undercover and indoors when the fallout arrived. Our crews did extensivecleaning of the buildings and streets in. Then last year I had the surprise of my life. One, I might add, was of my own making. I was 41 then and I had to admit that this little Thanksgiving thing of mine was becoming a disgusting ritual. I wasn't sure if I could bring myself to do it again. I'd been working since before dawn on that Thanksgiving Day in the homeless shelter, helping to prepare the dining room and side dishes for the day's handout. My normal routine was to dish out food all day long and then grab a willing man outside. Finally after twenty-minutes of that I came.When it was mom’s turn she taught us all a thing or two. She rode me facing me, then she rode me facing my feet, and she turned around a few times saying, “I’m screwing myself on my son’s cock!” We all laughed. I cum from her pussy muscles clinching my cock. I wondered if that was how a cow felt in the milking machine.Finally it was dinnertime. Mom fixed a nice dinner to celebrate our family sex games. She poured us each a small glass of wine and we.