”I said, “Great, I’ll call you after lunch.”Richard and I headed to the showers. As we were drying off, Richard walked over to me still naked ...from his shower and said, “Do you want me to write my number down, or do you want to enter it in your phone?”I said, “Let me grab my phone,” as I fumbled around through my gym bag.Richard said, "Look it’s right here in your locker.”We reached in the locker at the same time and his cock rubbed up against my thigh. He said, “Oh sorry, I don’t mean to crowd. I won't tell a soul about this.' I couldn't believe I was still thinking about how badly I needed to get off, but I couldn't help it. This obviously struck a cord, because his reply was quick and firm.'Let's get this straight, you are not going to cum in my home. Guys like you who think they can go in to another guy's home, blow their load and show no consideration for his needs disgust me. You are just going to have to figure how to deal with the discomfort of that hardon. And don't get me. She didn't try to lower them, though that would have made it harder for her son to fuck her. Instead she just lay there, looking down, watching the huge cock spearing deeper and deeper into her tight, buttery cunt."Do you still want me to stop, Mom?"Walter stared at her, smiling, knowing the effect the big cock had on his horny mom. Then he lay flat on her naked body, crushing her big tits under his chest. THe next thing Patty knew, her son was ramming his prick all the way up her tight, juicy. Wasn't the fact that she changed the subject and ran off evidence enough that my sister either remembered what we did and didn't want to talk about it, or did NOT remember and my pressing the subject might bring back painful, repressed memories for her?What the hell was wrong with me? I scolded myself.I was suddenly aware of something Jeff Foxworthy was famous for saying; but in my case it goes, 'You know you're a sick, fucking bastard when you hit on women at your family reunion.'"Danny!".