We stood facing each other close enough to feel and smell each other’s whiskey breath. I leant forward to kiss her but she moved her head to the sid... of mine and whispered “I’m your mother, we can’t kiss and you can’t cum inside me but I will allow almost anything else”. “Anything!?”, I enquired. “Almost anything”, she replied. “Now be a good boy and strip to your underwear like me”, she continued. I duly obliged and removed my top and jeans. We stood for a few seconds just looking at each. It was time to get ready. Nikki got up from the table and went into the living room. She took off her blouse raveling her large breasts held by a white bra. Her natural 34DD breasts where ready to pop out her silky white bra. She loved how big her breasts have gotten over the years knowing very well how large and heave they felt and that they where natural. Afterword she took off her jeans she revealed a very sexy pair of white satin panties. Pealing them off, she exposed her shaved pussy.. We caressed and probed her naked body and she loved all the sex and attention. Carol's breasts were bright red from all the sucking and nibbling and her cunt was gaping with cum. We remained in our sexual frenzy for months. We bought a king size bed so we would have more room for romping. Carol would sometimes use a vibrator and small dildo to make herself come. When she did that John and I would knell over her naked body and stroke our cocks or sometimes each others cock. We would come all. Occasionally I would have my doubts again. The fear of being found out, being caught in a lie, how could I talk my way out of it? If Emma was to accuse me of something what could she say? I raped her, took advantage of her friendship and forced myself on her, was I sick? Did other people do these things? From the pictures and magazines she'd showed me it certainly seemed like a lot of people engaged in these kinds of activities, still in a way it didn't seem possible.At the dances it was almost.