I looked over to the clock and it read 7:38."Shit Mom... you owe me a blowjob though." Same as you owe me a good licking... Hopefully you lick as good... as you fuck!" Yeah about that... I really don't know what the fuck came over me... But that was by far the best fuck I've ever had mom!" Ah, I thought you weren't a virgin." My mom smirked at me and I smirked back. "But even so, I haven't been fucked by your father since our 8th anniversary." That was really surprising since they were on their. As we talked I noted. Not surprised how large she had become. Her face was bloated…her eyes slits…her heavy body dressed in the famous cowgirl boots, jeans a billowy top, sweater, jacket and scarf!Ken remained mostly quiet. Just showing a small smile occasionally.In due course we were joined by another high school chum: Tom.We had a good time long conversations: mostly generated by Tom, Joan and myself…Ken just making a remark now and then.We drank remarkably little. Had a nice buffet and. It had been shaven, but not completely. She, or whoever had wielded the razor, had left a little coating of fuzz around her Holy Grail. Happily, in a classic example of Truth in Advertising, her carpeting matched her drapes. Her labia were shiny damp, announcing that our little whore for pay was really anxious for a good fucking.Then she turned around, bent forward and grasped her butt cheeks, giving me a clear view of her little asshole. I couldn't imagine how I could even get a finger up. Her mind was also on her mother, and how the last few years it'd seemed like the two of them were less lovers, and more roomies now, going through the motions because it was habit, not because the spark still remained.Reaching the end near where her father lounged, Noriko pulled herself up the ladder, stepping up onto the sun warmed concrete patio. She was dressed in a blue bikini that showed off her figure, the same slim Asian hourglass figure her mother had, the figure she'd grown into as.