"All right then." Her hand was around my neck, gently rubbing. "Closer," she whispered. "I won't want to shout." She pressed her body against me, so t...at my upper arm was enveloped by her heavy breasts. They were visible through the thin nightie, but it was so dark that details were sketchy. However, the tactile sensations made up for what my eyes were missing.She began to sensuously massage my neck. After a moment, she leaned close and nibbled on my left earlobe. She whispered in my ear, "I. " "Thank you, that's nice of you. So, you've seen me, pretty much all of me, do I get to see you, David? He tells me you're nicely-endowed. I'd love to see your cock." Now, we are all dressed like any neighborhood get-together, casual clothes, she was dressed, actually, so she could go right from here to church if she wished. So, don't think she was wearing sultry, sexy clothes, she wasn't. "Um, yeah, uh," and I leaned back to unzip my fly and pull open my belt. Then I stood up and lowered my. ”“Dad, shall I come home? You shouldn’t be alone.”“No Martin,” I hastened to reassure him. “You’ve got finals coming up. Actually Nicola is helping me try to trace Mum, so I’m not alone. Colette and Stephanie, and of course Corrie, are also looking out for me, and lots of others will rally round.”“Well, keep in touch, Dad. I’ll let you know straightaway if she gets in touch. I just can’t believe this.”“Sorry, son, It’s pretty certain. She’s been gone since Sunday.”“No, Dad, I meant I can’t. My mom assured me that as a nurse she had seen many small skiny men with huge cocks.) Now back to the question why I fucked my mom. The answer was simple. I couldn't get myself laid often enough with other women. And among the three women I managed to fuck mom was the most attractive and the most sexy. (I confessed I had lied and embellished a little about my sex life in those two earlier stories.)These thoughts passed through my mind as I watched mom do the vacuuming. Her good friends,.