Sherubbed against me seeing me in the mirror."Slow baby, slow there is no rush we have all night." She saidtrying to calm me down. I wanted to take he...r right there over the sinkbut I backed up and continued to brush her hair. She thanked me andasked me to go sit on the bed. I sat down and she put in a movie for meto watch as she finished dressing with the French doors closed. I wantedto see her and she wanted to tease me.Sally walked out in three-inch heels a long velvet red dress and herbrown. She herself had been introduced to wine-drinking at an early age and thought it was just fine. In Europe, where she had travelled extensively before meeting my dad, young people were expected to have a glass or two with their dinner.She turned the steaks on the BBQ and I noted how Matt’s eyes were glued to her ass. It slowly dawned on me that they had something going on. At first, I was upset but then it made me laugh. The idea of Matt having sex with my mother was absurd. First of all, she was. .. sometimes even two weeks.During the year when I was 16, Dad, Sissy and I got ready for our annual trip to the farm. We always left on Friday afternoon. It took about two hours to get to the lake. We had the tent all stuffed in its sack, food boxed, fishing gear lying alongside the 4-wheeler in the back of the pickup, everything was all ready except for dad. The 4-wheeler was really cool. It meant that we could park in the old driveway and ride it up to the lake, saving us quite a long walk.. I had hope of at least getting a kiss out of the encounter."Ty, I don't know anything about sex or foreplay. I don't masturbate, I have never given or received head. I am still a virgin," I admitted shamefully.Ty loosened his grip, found my lips and kissed them. His hands moved lower to my waist and he pulled me to the edge of the table. He took each of my lips into his mouth and sucked on them, nibbling on them too. I kissed him passionately and I was itching to feel how hard he was getting..