30 fir hum waha se bheegte hue byk par nikle woh woh kaass kar pakdi thi woh thand se kaap rahi thi byk par thandi hawa lag rahi thi usse aur nujhe bh.... Par mujhe bohot acha lag raha tha. Jaise hi hum uske ghar aaye. Usne light on ki aur meine uska gila body par chipke hue kapde dekhe aur mera lund pathar jaisa tight ho gya uska figure toh tha hi gajabuske boobs aur gaand ka kya shape dikha raha tha. Usne bhi mera tight lund notice kiya.Mein usko bola ki mein ghar jaata hu. Woh phele mere lund. Oh my god, I had made love to my own mother. We had sex two times last night. I had cum in my Mom's body twice.I didn't know what to do. As I lay there looking at my mother, knowing that under the sheet she was as naked as I was, I couldn't help but stare at her sheet covered breasts and watch them rise and fall as she breathed.I began to get an erection. Once again I wanted to make love to her ... but she was my MOTHER ... how could I think like that. I had already loved her as no son should. Suna could only nod. Maggie was so close and she smelt so good. Soap mixed with dust mixed with leather mixed with a womanly musk. She was a thief, she should run now before this went any further but her body screamed for Maggie's touch... and Maggie still had the statue and the vibrations were beyond anything she had felt before. Maggie brushed her lips against Suna's ear and then ran her mouth gently down her cheek. At the same time she unhooked the clips on the thief's dress. As Suna felt. Images in his brain became vivid for a few seconds. He saw the woman who had been with him and Utah and Poppy. Tamara?! It was his wife, of that there was no doubt. But the images soon faded in the memory, growing muted and distant, soon lost completely. Gene in the now looked on as his early brain erased one detail after another, first of Tamara’s presence that day on the hill overlooking the factory, then of other details. Poppy’s face. He had met her in person! Then of more and more..