Retreating out into the hall I leant against the door and gasped, I couldn't get the vision of my son's prick out of my mind, nor could I push aside m...y growing desire to feel that same prick inside me. Everything in me told me that I should not be having such thoughts, but they just grew stronger as the minutes passed.With a trembling hand I undid my dress and let it fall to the floor, taking off my bra I peeked once more into Dave's room, he was still lying there with his hand running over his. After she left, I went into their bedroom to kinda look around for evidence of what she may have done. Nothing was there of course but I did find a box under the bed that I hadn't seen before. I placed it on the bed and opened the top. It was full of naked pix and some video tapes and a few other weird looking items. I took out some of the pix and as I went threw them, I noticed that several were of mom fucking some guys and even my dad was in them. There were other men and women too and lots. Maine kaha nahi aunty usne ek var mujhe dikhaya tha uska to mujhse bada hai. Aunty ne kaha uska lun to bada hoga he kyonki uane mera dood piya hai. Maine kaha aunty mujhe v lun bada karna hai aur hieght v apke jitne karni hai. Aunty hasti hui boli ab isme mai kya kar sakti hu agar bachpan mai tumne mera dood piya hota to tu v handsome ban jata aur lun v bada hota. Maine kaha aunty ab dood pila do. Aunty ne kaha ab to mere dood khali ho gye hai dood bharne k liye mujhe bacha paida karna hoga.. "She just went out for a minute," her mom answered, "you can come in though and wait for her."I accepted and followed her into the living room."Mrs. Jordon, are you okay?" I asked as I got a closer look at her. Her face was red and there was a little bruising starting to show on her arms.She started crying, unable to hold back now. I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to me. I'm not sure why, but I felt all of a sudden very comfortable around her, and just seeing her cry made.