”Suzy Turner, matriarch of the family, was perhaps the one person in the household who didn’t hold much contempt for Ben’s continuing existence.... Her heart shaped face mostly untouched by wrinkles, her body still mostly in shape from constant yoga practice, the blonde mother of three was still a knock out.Ben swallowed a mouthful of cereal and then looked up at his mother. “Thanks Mom, I’ll head on over there after I have a shower.”“Don’t know why you waste time with that old kook,” Peter. ” Then he asked me again, “Can I call you mom?” I replied, “Why not? You are my son too. And I think you are watching your mom in dreams.” He replied, “Yes you are right, my step mother allows me to fuck her too when my father out of station.” Then he stripped my clothes and sucked my boobs and rubbed my cunt. I felt that Rahul was over me. I moaned, “Ohhh! Rahul beta, fuck your mom, and quench my thirst.” He smiled and said, “Ohh! Really, your son fucks you.” I grabbed his head and put on. During the walk home, I was freezing but sufficiently happy. ***“Hey, Riley, do you think I could get a ride?”“Absolutely! I'll be there in a sec.”***“Riley, I'm having a lot of trouble with this history homework. Could you help me?”“Could I say no to you?”***“I know this is going to sound stupid, Riley, but I tried taking the bus and ended up in the totally wrong place....”“Just tell me the nearest intersection, and I'll be right there.”***“Could you beat your friend up for me, Riley. Jon said. That separation gave our foggy minds the opportunity to explode and we screamed our release in unison. With the man still collapse on top of me, I gave out and collapsed onto the woman. Somehow realizing what was happening I rolled to the side as I went down and we were a tangle of sweaty, spent bodies.All I could do was concentrate on my breathing. As I managed to find the room to roll onto my back, it occurred to me how quiet the room was. Nobody was talking, stirring ice in drinks, nothing..