Dad had caught her fucking guys several times and once I even walked in on her when I came home from school early.Dad and I did just fine though and w...at I'm about to tell you happened when I was in high school.I got home one Friday night after going to the high school football game and since it was nearly midnight, I took off my clothes, except my underwear and sat on the sofa, watching some TV. Dad wasn't home and I suppose he was out with friends or something. I fell asleep on the sofa. The first time I masturbated, I jerked off thinking about her. As time passed, so did my fantasies about my mother, or so I thought. Mom aged very well and at the age of 61, she was still a beauty. She was 22 when she had me and time had been good to her. She was 5'5, weighed about 120 lbs. with medium length blond (dyed) hair. Her eyes were a deep, haunting hazel color and could pierce right through you if she so desired. Her breasts were medium in size, but still seemed pretty firm for a. At 42 Peter was far from decrepit, but he had less and less to talk about with the bevy of beauties he usually surrounded himself with. He kept himself extremely fit and he was usually moderate about most things. Tonight was an exception. Back to Addison. When he met her at his boss’s birthday party he was instantly struck by her sexily tosseled red hair, big blue eyes and incredible figure. She was draped in a tiny black cocktail dress with a plunging neckline that showed off her milky skin to. We were right on time, because I heard a knock at the front door, which had to be the pizza delivery. I stood up, and walked downstairs with my younger son's spunk pouring out of my cunt, and a trickle of my elder son's still oozing from my ass. What better way to show Michael that he wasn't the only great motherfucker in this house. Tony came in after me with a dressing gown on, I guess still to reduce any comment on the size of his dick. Michael cut me a piece of pizza, and I wiped it between.