She cried at my college graduation and cried at my university graduation. She was part of the PTA and she was clueless about porn. I was pretty sure t...e amount of times she had sex with dad equaled the amount of times they had kids… She was so prim and fucking proper… And now, she was acting like a total whore.With some mother son fetish.I never knew.Mom pulled away from his neck and got off the bed. She raked her hand down his chest, clearly enjoying the hard contoured muscles of his chest and. Then Sally knocked on the door asking if she was all right. I guess the knock and Sally voice brought Peg back to reality. Peg pulled out the brush, flushed the toilet, pulled her skirt down, and just as she started to walk out remembered her panties, pulling them out of her bra, she stuffed the tiny things in her skirt pocket. I watched as she walked back to the den. It was then that I realized that one of two things had happened. Either Peter and Sally had a control room of some sort with. I remember my disbelief and a sudden urgency to clear my mind of the vivid visions that had been driving me for the past few hours. As I opened the door I leaned down glanced across the seat giving the good looking, nicely dressed older man a quick once over as I got in and closed the door. As I had first leaned down glancing in at him, for an instant before he realized I could see his eyes. I could swear he was checking me out, staring towards my crotch. My shorts were quite short riding high. They were starting to get rowdier and joking with each other. About thirty minutes had passed and I had not heard from Kristy. I was getting nervous and afraid we were going to mess up this party, which would not be good considering whom, it was for.There was a knock at the door and I went to get it hoping it was the dancers. I opened the door and there stood Kristy. She was in a long evening gown and looked fabulous.I asked, "What are you doing here?"She replied, "I could not find any dancers.