I joined him a few minutes later and found him sitting up on the diving board, staring down into the water."How do you stay down there for so long?" h...e asked."Practice, I guess," I said turning to float on my back. "Is it always so quiet around here, Luke?" I guess," he replied. "This is our first summer in this house so... I dunno. My friends used to be closer. I like it though, the quiet." I guess it's okay," I admitted."Feeling homesick?" Luke asked."A little," I admitted. "I guess I'm just. Her son was going to fuck her, her mind screamed. Her son was really going to shove his cock into her cunt and fuck her, his mother! Dave was going to fuck her, and it didn't matter that she was his mother. He wanted a hot cunt wrapped about his hard cock, and he was going to fuck her no matter what she said. Joann wasn't going to say anything. She couldn't. She wanted her son to fuck her. She wanted to scream at him to ram his cock into her pussy fast and hard, to fuck the piss out of her.... Panting, I whispered, "Soon, Elizabeth, soon. I will give you what you need."~ooOoo~The next day, I called upon her. Her housekeeper took my calling card and returned shortly after to lead me to the parlour. She announced my entry and I was welcomed by the captivating Miss Elizabeth Willoughby.Conversation with Elizabeth, as she soon asked me to call her, flowed effortlessly. We both enjoyed music, literature, and the theatre. She had outfitted her library with an impressive collection of. She was a wild and wanton woman who squirmed her hips and shifted her shoulders so the ends of her honey-colored hair could caress her turgid breasts and stiffened nipples.Down below she was wearing a G-string type of thing. It was not much larger than an eye patch with the two elastic bands leading away from the groin like two long fingers that clasped her hip bone. Her legs were long, almost perfect, the thighs firm and the muscles ripply visibly under the caramel skin as she twisted and.