There were several stories where some included playing with mom after seducing, blackmailing, etc. I did not want to touch my mom when she was not awa...e of what was happening. But I wanted her as a partner and want to make her involved.I kept thinking of a great plan to implement. My dad came home and was tired and asked mom for a coffee. My mom gave him coffee and was sitting at the dining table. My dad was on the sofa in the hall.He was a kind of strict person who will get arrogant and hit us. As she described how he fed more and more cock into her she would moan softly at the thought of it, my fingers still inside her but obviously no match for what she had experienced earlier. No wonder! Her cunt was so soft and slimey that I doubt she even felt me. She was lost in the memory, so recent and so carnal, of lying on his bed fully clothed, feeling his naked body cover her and on the edge of an endless orgasm as he slipped eight or nine inches of his fat meat into her until 'the most. " "Yes," she states. "You must. Somewhere in your mind is a block. Something stops you from doing anything at all. This desire, however hidden, is that block. That, dear little oh so beautifully feminine Harold, is what we do here." "But how am I supposed to go home?" I beg. "Did you want to go home?" she counters. "How am I going to get a job? I don't have any kind of identification." She shrugs. "Will finds way, or something like that, right?" "All I'm going to be able to do is wander. Connie lightly bucked her hips and held my head tight to her. I squeezed her butt checks and pulled her up. Less than a minute later she groaned and shuddered. I continued lavishing attention on her clit and about two minutes later she groaned and shuddered once again.I gently tried to lift my head and she let her hands fall away. I moved closer and kissed her with lips coated with her juices. She parted her lips and our tongues met, kissing hungrily and now anticipating the act that was soon.