It’s starting to sound like we might be able to help each other. What do you think is going through my son’s and his friend’s heads when they’...re staring at me the way they do?”I wrote back right away, to be sure I kept her interest, and said, “Hi Jen. If your son and his friend are anything like me, they’re probably rubbing their cocks raw whacking off to visions of you in that bikini. I know that I masturbate at least once a day fantasizing about Mom, and I don’t even feel that guilty about it. Most anal fissures are caused by stretching of the anal mucosa beyond its capability, and can happen during repeated penetration in this way. How long have you been doing this? I have to inform you of the risks. Do you or have you ever had a problem or discomfort after a session?” I was just about half erect, light headed, she must have known this, and just stared at me. The words rolling out off her tongue were so erotic to me, the matter of fact way she spoke those terms was intoxicating. I. We all sat down for dinner, and chatted casually about this and that while eating, and for sometime afterwards too.The point came around 7pm when the conversation turned, and I was able to casually ask my Grandpa 'Oh, that reminds me, would you be able to help me with my homework?''Sure honey.' was his reply.I wasn't sure what would happen, or if he expected anything to happen, but after the last week or so, I just had to get him alone with me again.As I ran upstairs towards my room, Grandpa. She raised her butt, and sat on the air, holding my hand tightly, for support, and continued to accommodate extra hard cock, in her mouth.My mom was soon back on her feet. She pushed her hips towards my manhoodand asked me to enter her mature love hole, from the rear, again.My throbbing young dick was sliding inside her horny wet pussy, when dad knocked on the door, asking how long she was going to take. They had a get-together to attend.“Just a minute, honey. I am only making sure I look good.