" But you're our Mom," Mike answered. "That's different." Oh, it is? How?" It just is," Mike said. "You're not one of those sluts running around wiggl...ng their ass, fucking one guy after another. You wouldn't fuck anyone but us, Mom. We know that."Donna felt like crying with love for them.Mike's eyes shifted to her thigh, and he grinned, poking his brother in the ribs with his elbow. Donna let her lips curl into a smile."I wasn't sure how to tell you, Mike," she said softly. "But I thought you. Her boobs were dangling and shakin and i jus turned a bit and the boy had the side view now….she became uncontrolable and then she went down on my balls and licked them turnin me on more and then she whispered ‘fuck me’….i told her to get on top of me and she did…slowly came up and placed herself on my dick and it slowly slid in…as every inch went in she jerked and said ‘ahh’…and as it all went in she gave out a moan….”’ahhhhh…’ and as i moved a bit she screamed….nd then she started movin up a. When we were ready to go you called the waiter over for our check and I held my hand out to him for him to help me up out of the chair and as I stood I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek and told him I hope he had as good of a time looking at me as I enjoyed be looked at. I walked by and said I would meet you at the door and when you got to me you were smiling and told me the poor waiter was blushing and had a love sick puppy look on his face. I asked where we were going dancing and you. Nothing. He thought he could detect some small movements of shadows and wondered what was happening. Curiosity overcame his discretion and he walked slowly upstairs and turned towards the guest bedroom door, ready to head the other way in case he bumped into someone. The door had been left a little ajar and he stood back in the shadows and looked in. He could see the big guest king bed. Marianne was sitting up reading a book dressed in a light tee shirt with the sheets pulled up to her waist..