I wanted to feel her big tits in both of my hands. I ended up blowing a few loads thinking about having my Mom. It was Friday morning and my Dad had l...eft on his trip. Mom was in the kitchen making coffee. She had her bathrobe on. I walked up behind her and put my hand on her back."Scott, you scared me!" She said.I could feel that she didn't have a bra on. I kept rubbing her back and then her shoulders."What are you doing?" She quizzed me.I didn't reply but I put my arms around her waist. She. Julia, Carol, Donna and Dad were enthusiastic over my causing mayhem. Prof and Vanessa were more cautious and logical, their motivation being intellectual. You can probably imagine what Mom felt about my going to war, but she did agree with the necessity of forcing the Government to get its nose out of our business.We didn't hurry the conversation, as starting a war isn't the sort of thing that you want to change your mind about afterward.If all we wanted was to get rid of the UAV and have a. . er... stuff up."Less than an hour later I was showered, dressed, had had breakfast and was heading to my father's room to issue the orders for the day. Not unexpectedly as I walked into the room I saw Connie lying next to my father who was snoring softly and didn't budge as I moved closer to the bed. Connie though woke up immediately, smiled lecherously and sat up which set her lovely breasts gently quivering as I stood on her side of the bed."Uuhhmm, come to claim your rights have you. ..please." She gasped. My cock throbbing in my pants. " Megan. I want to take you upstairs." She looked nervous again. " I don't... I don't know what to do." " Don't worry. I'll show you." " Well... ok. Yes. Ok." " Sure?" " Yes."I took her hand and led her up the stairs, into my bedroom, where she lay expectantly on the bed. " Have you ever seen a hard cock, Megan?" " No. Well... no." My hands moved to my jeans, slowly unfastening the buttons there. " I'm going to show you mine. I want you to.