Right now." I let my grip relax, and the slightly bloody thistle fell to the floor. I looked into my mother's eyes. They were grayer than the blue I h...d always attributed to them. They were beautiful."Can you feel this?" I let myself relax and looked deep. My half hard cock jerked. I thought about her lips, how full they were. I thought of them trembling. I thought of her tongue glistening with slick spittle. "Mother can you feel your mouth come alive?"She caught her breath.I imagined her mouth. I mean I LOVE YOU.” She rubbed her leg up against my crotch.Wow! This was spinning out of control. I should stop it but then. Do I want to?As we got in the Kitchen Dad suggested the two of us get out and do something.“Let’s go for a run.” Mary asked in a mock pleading voice.“Good idea guys, you two used to run together.” Chimed in Mom.Thanks Mom, I thought.It was about ½ mile to the river trail we had run on since we were kids.Mary had on a pair of really hot running shorts. Running. He still spoke softly but there was an edge to his voice that froze us. “Please stay as you are,” he said politely, “For the camera.” Again we gaped in stomach churning fright. The click-clicking of the smart phone in his hand sounded like hooves of the Devil treading on dry bones.“The eye catching Ms Cordle, in her sporty auto, was impossible to miss,” he said, “It wasn't hard to guess where she was going.” he shrugged apologetically, “I'm afraid I read her note to you and, well, here we. It wasn’t true, but just the look on Charlene’s face made it clear that’s what she was thinking.At least, that’s what I thought.Then Darren, who hadn’t fully come to grips with the whole idea of our polyamorous family, gets thrown under the bus with Sarah’s proclamation that Charlie is her husband.As Dad used to tell us, ‘haste makes waste’, and this was a perfect example of that. Mary and Sarah’s great plan was unraveling faster than a ball of yarn amidst a dozen kittens.When Charlie flashed.