"Mom, have you ever... you know... fantasized... about someone close to you. I don't mean friends, but..."My mother looked at me in silence, then star...ed smiling and, damned if I didn't notice, opened her legs a little wider."You mean people who are related?" Well... yeah. I mean... is it so strange that, for instance when you have a gorgeous brother, or sister, that you fantasize about them?" Of course not. Like your father and I always told you, fantasies belong to you. Nobody gets hurt with. We had a tasty bar lunch and before heading back to the caravan Jenny popped to the loo. ‘You’re a nice young man Bill. We wanted a son but our daughters are lovely girls so can’t complain. Jenny seems to have taken a shine to you; if we’d had a son she would have been delighted if he turned out like you.’ ‘Thanks Bob, nice of you to say so’. Jenny returned from the loo and I took the opportunity to excuse myself. ‘We’ll see you back at the caravan Bill’. As I was walking across the car park. "He's not as good a lover as you, but I'm teaching him, and he is learning."I just laughed and shook my head.I had arranged for a chauffeured limousine for the evening figuring that it would just add a little more pizazz to an already hyper evening. I had no idea how correct that notion was. Caitlin's parents lived in what is called a "gated community", that is a number of houses surrounded, usually by some type of decorative fence or wall, with a guard at the gate on the only road into it.. He turned to the door and said to Will, "are you ready?". Will replied "Yes". She looked at him and he was video taping this...She said "No way" as Bob put the head of the monster to her swollen pussy lips. She definitely had enough lube from the cum running out her ass. She almost cummed from that alone. Bob pulled her legs over his shoulders, she felt the bat sized cock ready to invade her and was scared, He looked at her and said "relax, you'll love it". She tried to relax but the fear was.