“What the heck? I finally get to sleep and you go trying to kill me with the door,” I yelled out grumpily.A jumpsuit was thrown at me as the guard... told me, “Shut the fuck up and put that on. You are appearing before the judge in ten minutes. There a damn media circus out front. He is royally pissed off.”I got dressed, got handcuffed and then a cop in the hall said to add leg shackles. I had supposedly damn near killed a big football player at my school yesterday with my bare hands. The guard. I’d of course seen my mother naked -- what boy hasn’t? -- but not in recent years. As for her breasts, though, I still was scoring. She thought nothing about me being up against her, even if she were still in her nightgown.With Aunt Ginny, I wasn’t going to get away with that much, but I still sometimes saw her breasts, and a few times even managed to bump up against them without her notice.Susan was Miss Big-Britches in her sisters’ eyes. Cheerleader, lipstick, heels, fags in her purse lining,. Rahul, after an intense fuck of 15 minutes, had unloaded completely into his mom’s pussy. It didn’t take them long to drift into a deep sleep as soon as their fucking session finished.But that wasn’t the end of the night. Around 3 am Shivani woke her son up by sucking his cock. She offered her juice as she continued to blow him.Rahul: Mom, that feels so good. Thanks for waking me up. Hopefully, this can be a routine.Shivani: Wouldn’t you like that? Huh!There was a lot of moaning, dirty talking,. I give her a bite of strawberry with the fork, and then hold a piece of melon to her lips. But she takes it off the fork with her fingers and sets it on her chest. It's hard for her not to laugh as I offer her two more pieces, each of which she places on herself. A strawberry follows. I straddle her and eat one of the melon pieces off her chest, then another, licking and slurping the damp spots on her skin where they were resting. Then I grab the strawberry with my teeth and take it up to her.