Mother was visiting today as she does every Friday. Today she was dressed in some tight jeans which molded perfectly around her soft ass and a designe...r t-shirt, which proudly showed off her round milk jugs. Her legs were crossed at the knee as she rocked her foot to-and-fro. She always took this pose when she was upset with me about this topic. I sat across from her admiring her little girl's pout. She looked like she could suck the skin off a hard cock if she wanted to."Honey, what do I have. What was even more astonishing was all that had happened since that infamous night almost two weeks ago.Her visits to room three hadn't stopped!!She closed her eyes, visualizing every minute, every event that had unfolded since that fateful Friday night.She and Marty had gone through a very strange weekend, emotions running from shying away from each other to torrid sex. There were times that she almost thought he knew... that her secret wasn't so much a secret.Then came Tuesday night. What was. "Shut up and fuck me," Gia said."Holy shit, Mom!" Gerald exclaimed."Damn, Amanda, my buddy told me you were easy," the guy said, lying top of her."He's right," Gia and the guy kissed. The video clip jumped to two friends lighting up a joint in the woods nearby."Hey. You hear that?" one of them asked. The other took a puff, shaking his head. The music turned ominous.The clip jumped to Gia on top of the guy, riding him, hard, her tits on display. "Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried out.Gerald. Khar tha bhabi k samnay mujhy nanaga dykh kar bhabi ny gali di k bayghairta tery bhai ko aany dy to main subh bataon gi jo to nay kia hy main to dar gya khair main kapry phen kar bhabi k pas aya or unhain sory karny laga k ghalti ho gyi hy phir kabi aisa nai karon ga to woh khety hay k nai nai main bataon gi main bhot tens ho gaya phir aik dum mery khyal aya k keun na bhaibi ko chod don to yeh soch kar main utha or bhabi k samny khara ho gya hath jor kat or himmat akhthi kar k main nain un k.