I enjoyed every minute of it," I lied. "How was it for you?" It was...good," Alexis slightly hesitated, making a weak attempt to hide her lie. It was ...efinitely the cherry on top to my ordeal."I'm sorry. I promise I'll get better. This is my first time, ya know?" I said jokingly. Alexis smiled, turning onto her side, with one hand holding her head up and the other playing with my chest."So how does it feel like to not be a virgin anymore?" Alexis was using her index and middle finger like legs. "I couldn't findthe damn thing anywhere. Did Dad take it with him?" I don't think so, honey. It should be here somewhere, most likely inyour room." Isn't this just typical! Now that I absolutely need it, the piece ofshit is---" Mind your language!" Not now, Mom! Help me find it!"Much to my dismay, the camera in question did turn up after some tenminutes of yelling and, judging by various other noises, franticsearching that could have damaged the most fragile pieces of furniturein our family. On the telly, a woman who looked like me, was me, looked out, a rabbit vibrator pulsating deep inside herself, while her husband sold her.The husbands story.I sat chatting to Gerry, a photographer who had booked my wife Eve loads of times. I’d always liked him, as had Eve. Eve sat eating her light lunch. Soon it would be time for the shoot to begin. Eve had been surprised when Gerry had phoned her, I hadn’t.Several weeks before, in another pub, I’d met up with Gerry. He had a customer. That. The longer I watched the harder I got. Eventually I could see mom had fallen off to sleep as her breathing settled to a slow and constant rate. I continued to rub my cock. What was I doing? She’s my mom. How can I be so perverted? My brain was flooded with guilt, lust, more guilt, more lust. What do I do? I cant cum. How would I explain that? I tried to close my eyes. Finally, sleep started to come. Dreams started to flash in my mind. Bright colors, good feelings, ohhh real good.