I slid my fingers out of her pussy but kept them on her thigh throughout the remainder of the concert, being sure to brush them up against her clit an...d hole occasionally. It made it even more exciting that there were people all around us that might notice at any minute. As far as I know none of them did, but in hind sight more than one person probably knew. On the way back to our car after the concert we played our little game again of her dropping things and bending over to pick them up. Only. I was there for three years. It couldn't have been too difficult to keep me in the dark. This was during the time I met Fran. I remembered now how I didn't think it fair that Dad would tell Pete to go to Stapleton, and I never had the chance to go with him.Things were getting clearer now about the past. Becky took Pattie up to her room, leaving me and Fran having another coffee. "Fran, would you believe this?" You had no idea?" None at all." I suppose you'll be looking for a little extra from. His mother slowly slid her lips up and off his cock to look up at him with a sly smile. "Sorry, but your morning wood was poking me and I couldn't resist. It's both our vacations so why should we resist temptation. I'd much rather break it this week as it's been a long time since I felt this good, this happy." I want you to be happy, mom. And I want you too." A smirk was on his lips as he admitted the truth to her and to himself.To answer him, she engulfed just the head of his member and. ” “Not often, but sometimes, and that was a good fuck. You were right, he is worth it, isn’t he?” she replied, as though I wasn’t there. “Hey," I said, ”there is more to me than just a cock!” The girls giggled, and told me that they did know that, but that Sylvia had been so intrigued when Jenny told me about our lovemaking, that she just had to see for herself. We spent the rest of the afternoon in bed, talking about sex, about Sylvia’s various peccadillos, her bisexuality, and her anal.