Mum quickly handed me the book and I disappeared to the bedroom to hide it. After I had gone to bed Mum came into say goodnight even though I had done... so earlier. “I thought you might be reading your book Ian.”Smiling I deftly produced it from under the sheet. She smiled and grabbed it from me to see where I had got to. She blushed just slightly. It was the first time I found her looking a little sheepish. It was the story about a Mother and her adult son. The chapter had echoes of us – hedging. It was inky dark in the room but I could hear him. When I touched his bed he stopped, “Fuck off you little sissy,” he said. I ignored him. I hated the way he always thought he was better than me because he was older. I reached out and my finger tips brushed against his arm. I followed it down and his hand was wrapped around his cock and I tugged it away and replaced it with mine.I mimicked his motion that he had just used on me. A light touch let my hand glide over his hard cock. I was still. I know what I’m doing, my love. You see, you’ll be thanking me in the end.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Irene stared at her husband. Thomas, the escort who had met them in the hotel bar an hour and two drinks earlier, was poised to become only the second man to penetrate her. His stupendous snake was ready to enter her special place, to share the gift that she’d kept all her life for just one person: her husband. Oliver stopped stroking his cock and raised a quizzical eyebrow. He could see anxiety and. You slide into her easily, you fit here perfectly. You push yourself all the way into her and stay there grinding yourself on her clit. Her eyes look up at you with longing as she grabs your face and kisses you hard her tongue sliding into your mouth. You start to lengthen your stokes and she moans into your mouth and pulls away throwing her head back on the bed. “Oh shit,” she says breathlessly as you speed up. She wraps her arms around you and pulls you into her, your sweat mixes with hers.