Jo’s hands now grab her boobs preventing them from sloshing around. Lifting her legs up to my chest I can now hold her thighs and really plough her...body. Just then a movement catches my eye. The bay window is not more than four meters away overlooking the garden. Standing dead centre with her nose almost touching the glass is her mother. She is dressed from head to foot in shooting tweed. Her mouth drops open as her eyes are fixed on our perspiring bodies. I don’t stop screwing my wife as I. She said that night I had wanted to have sex and she was afraid because she had heardthat a guy can tell if his wife or girlfriend had been with another guy, and she was relieved when I hadn't saidanything. She said the next day she was very excited and admitted that she had called me at work to make sure Iwas not coming home early. When he came over they just started fooling around and it made her feel like she was aschool girl again , she said he had gotten a lot better and they had done it. Now get back to work. I’ve got some weights in that cupboard over there. I want to see you lifting them.” I followed orders as usual. The thought that Meggie was totally nude beneath that long sloppy t-shirt, and the sight of her boobs swinging loosely beneath it kept my cock warm and swollen but not yet fully stiff again. It was what Meggie started to do as I began lifting the weights that got me stiff once more. “It’s no good,” she said. “I guess I have no self-control either. My pussy. I'm tired, Mom—I'm going to go back to sleep for a couple hours, OK?" I said yawning."OK, dear—I love you, get some rest, we'll talk later." OK, Love you Olivia."I heard her chuckle as she left my room.About three hours later, I awoke feeling great! It must have been that I was tired. I took a shower and went downstairs to see what Mom was doing. Not wanting to disturb her, I decided to go to Dad's office and look up more data on lubrication.As I approached his office, I heard Mom's voice."Ooh,.