“You didn’t have to tell him that!”Keith’s cock looked as if it was going to burst through the seams of his pants. Karen gazed at it, as if me...merized. Keith boldly rubbed his cock through his pants and Karen ran her tongue over her lips, breathing fast.“Karen, Keith is fucking me, too,” Sarah said. “He has a fantastic cock, you know. It’s okay that he knows you suck my cunt.”“But it isn’t,” Karen said, still gazing at her son’s bulging cock. “He’ll tell his father...”“Not me, Mom,” Keith. I leaned in and grabbed her hips and spun us around so her back was towards the foot of the bed. I pushed her back onto the bed. She fell back and laid down on her back as I spread her legs at her knees. Her pussy was spread open slightly and was already wet. I bent down and forward and licked her from the bottom of her wet lips and up to her clit. I repeated this and she moaned out. “OH YES!!!” I sucked in her pussy lips as I thrust my tongue as far inside of her as I could manage.. She. Great. "Sex?" I didn't expect to do it so many times," she blushed, "I thought once, maybe a couple of times, but you didn't stop," She glanced up at me, "Sorry, I must sound so silly."I took a bite out of my burger and shoved a bunch of fries into my mouth thinking about what had happened that Saturday. Was she surprised at too much sex?"Well, I guess I just have a really strong sex drive," I confessed, "Not sure how to put it to be honest. When I get going I can really get going. Is that. Wasn't the first time I was wrong.Saturday I sat and brooded. I was mad at her, mad at myself, mad at the situation. Just plain mad.I've been told a time or two by about everyone who's ever known me I can be stubborn. She wanted a doctor? Fine. She could have him.I didn't go to church Sunday. Nor did I call or show up Wednesday. Thursday she called me, I took one look at the number and let it go to voicemail. Deleted the three messages on the home phone without listening to them.I didn't talk.