“Okay, I have some of those tiny cube cameras, I get your drift,” he answered.“I know this is bad, but will you mind getting hit again, we need ...o create a narrative,” Becky said again. Sam smiled at her sweet determinedness, and he made sure to listen to her instructions.“It hurt when they punched me, I understand. It is to protect me,” Sam answered.“Yes. And you need to ask her a few questions on camera, like, ‘Will we ever make love again babe?’ kind of things. Make her verbally deny you,”. So that left about 30 people who fulfilled all the requirements of the ad. So we sat together and looked through each email and picture, she decided she would respond to them all, even if it was a no thank you. So she rejected about 20 of the people due to either distance or availability. Which left us 10 guys that were serious contenders. She emailed those 10 asking how close they were, what their availability was, and then wanted them to describe any experiences they had, or how they imagined. "Actually she got a lot of compliments, everyone thought it was socute to see us in matching dresses!"I looked at mom and shook my head."You're both off your rockers!" I muttered as I went to take a showerand get ready for bed.I finished up my shower and went into the room to get my PJ's. When Iopened up my underwear drawer I found out what all the laughing andgiggling had been about. My underwear and PJ's were gone, all that wasleft were girl's underwear, nightgowns, and PJ's!"Rich!" I. “Ooh, you have such a ripe pair of tits. I used to have tits as firm as these. Then I had four children.”I popped my mouth off her nipple and hefted her heavy boobs. “You have gorgeous tits, Mom. I bet Dad loves them.”“Let's not talk about your father,” she groaned. “Not when I'm...”“It's not cheating if it's in the family,” I proclaimed and then ducked my head down and sucked on her right nipple again. Hard.She gasped, her fingers digging into my breasts. That made me shiver. Made me hungry. I.