God help me, for some reason I responded, tightening my hold on her, my cock swelling in my pants. Her hold on me drew tighter and her mouth opened. I...��d never even guessed Mom would be a tongue kisser, but she was very good at it. She moaned into my mouth as our tongues danced together. She finally drew away with a breathless sigh. My head was spinning. This was my mother! What the fuck was I doing? I looked back through the doorway, worried about Carla catching me, catching us. Mom lifted my. The hand was very obviously caressing, not striking her beautiful features, and it was tilting her chin up to look at him. The rest of his body wasn’t visible, simply his arm and his hand, but she was obviously looking at his face. No woman could ever look that way at a man she feared was about to hurt her, he realized. “How can this be BDSM?” he asked himself. Clicking on the main link he was brought to a page that had big block letters across the top and smaller writing underneath. The large. Jen swallowed it all down and licked her lips."Wow, darling, that was simply amazing! The best I've ever had!"'My pleasure!"She moved up to kiss me, and I could taste myself on her tongue, and smell myself on her breath. It wasn't unpleasant, and she had certainly earned the most passionate kiss I could give her."Better stop now, big brother, or I'll be wanting to ride you all night!" As much as I'd love that, we'd certainly wake Mum and Dad. Let's hope we get a chance to make love before we go. The first couple of nights go by without anything to mention. He is more than a little upset that he is going to be separated from his wife, so he kind of just mopes about the room. We drink a few beers and talk about the different units we've been in and places we've been. I don't change my nightly routine of sleeping naked, and on occasion, would beat my meat while lying on top of the covers. After the third night, I notice him watching me masturbating and stroking himself under the covers..