He smiled at seeing Timmy, he noticed vintage ladies apron, the freshperfume and the scent of hair spray in the air, the tight new hair setcomplete wi...th a blue satin bow bobby pinned to his right temple and thegloss red nails and of course the new but vintage blue nylon chiffondress. He felt his excitement building.The supper was heating in the pot, the bread was cooling, and Agnes andJanine were gone for the day. Ned watched Timmy mince to the kitchensink to rinse out his coffee cup then he. Pants around myankles, I was caught in the act and had no place tohide.‘Alan! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!’ she screamed atme.I spluttered some incoherent reply, stuffing theoffending panties back in the washing basket whiletrying to hide my very erect dick. ‘So, my little pervert of a son likes his mom’s soiledpanties does he?’‘Y-yes,’ I stammered. No point in denying the obvious.Red in the face, I began to sob uncontrollably. ‘I’msorry. My penis was still in her and I could still feel the aftershocks of her cum moving through her. An evil thought went through my head. I resumed my thrusting, even though my cock was losing its rigidity, keeping her orgasmic aftershocks going. After a few seconds I moved my mouth back up to her ear and whispered, "Kelli, I love you"."UUHHH! AAHHHH!!!" she screamed. The aftershocks she was experiencing exploded into full life as her vagina spasmed around my cock over and over, hopefully. Angela was now pushing back at my thrusts, and slamming her ass onto my cock. I felt the cum begin to boil in my balls, and sped up even more as suddenly my orgasm ripped through my cock sending stream after stream of cum up her ass. I just kept pumping in and out for another half hour or so as Angela was lost in a world of her own orgasm, and then suddenly I was cumming again, this time feeling it drain my balls up her shapely ass. We stopped moving together, and just lay there. "I think that.