"I was crazy about it," his mother murmured, "Seeing myself being screwed was great, but I had to take down the mirror. I've often wondered how it wou...ld be, right in the same room with two people who were fucking, watching every movement, every wiggle of her ass and seeing the way his prick slid in and out of her cunt."Glynn emptied his beer can. His cock was rising, hardening. "But about you and dad--how does he go about it? What--"Sleepy-lidded, her sultry eyes focused on his, and her damp,. You shouldn't be looking at your Mother like that with those thoughts in your head." I'm sorry Mom, It's just that I know how much you miss Dad and I've watched you finger yourself and call out his name. I'm sorry that I think your so damn sexy. You're the most beautiful woman I know. Better even than a movie star. I dream about being Dad and satisfying you needs. I've tried to do everything Dad would do, but you need a man, not to replace him, but to give you the sexual release you really. The breathlessness created as you closed the tap and slid the shower door open. The gentle rubbing of your towel and again I could see you lifting your breasts and running the towel between your legs. Then I heard you fling the towel down. Slowly and tantalizingly I heard you bare feet padding towards the bedroom. I saw the swinging of your breasts and the exaggerated swaying of your hips as your naked body approached the bed. You stopped at the end and ran your eyes over my naked body. Then I. I just wanna get plastered,” he replied. We then began to down them while making small talk. After a few beers we began to feel the effects and then Pieter had an idea. He went into the kitchen and came back with a bottle of Smirnoff. “This will definitely get me wasted quick!” he slurred. “Can't argue with that. I'm in the mood to just forget all the problems and shit” I slurred back. Pi began by taking a huge swig before passing it to me. By now he was wasted and was finding it hard to.