I am so lucky to have both of you, and now Floyd, that are part of my life. Maria, I am NOT forgetting YOU. You are a huge part of my life, now. You h...ave become the sister that I always wanted. I love you both, and your daughters as well. I see them as my own daughters, and hope you will all remain a part of my life for as long as we live. I haven't felt this way since my parents died. They have been gone for almost 6 years, and left a hole in me that nothing could fill, until I got to know. The friction sent naughty heat rippling through my body. My cunt clenched on the dildo, pretending it was my son’s cock. I groaned, pumping it in and out as I fantasized riding James’s cock, sliding my cunt up and down his dick, reveling in the incestuous moment of a mother teaching her son to be a man.It would be so hot. My hands would run across his muscular chest, feeling his strength, while his hands would grope my breasts. He would squeeze my pillowy mounds and pinch my nipples. My pussy. My son understood why.He lowered his hands to unzip his shorts. I had to rise up so he could get to his zipper. I heard him unzip his shorts I still had his dick trapped under my ass. I raised my hips even more."Everything OK, honey?" My husband asked me. "Are you getting uncomfortable on our sons lap? Do you want me to stop so you can get more comfortable?"As Mike pulled down his underwear, I felt his trapped dick release itself. I sat back down on him. His dick was pressing against the back. Her daughter was named Vicky. She was 23 years old and had been married for a short time, then divorced. She was about 5’11” with fairly big breasts and dark brown hair, which was set off by her extremely pale skin. She had a pleasant round face, and she wasn’t fat but her body was just big, like she was big and strong. Overall her body was extremely sexy to me. Vicky was ensconced in the spare room. We moved her stuff in along with her computer. My father and step-mother, June, used the main.