I kneeled down beside the bed, and positioned my head between my mother’s voluptuous thighs – surveying the light stretch marks on her firm belly ...hen she was pregnant with me inside her. I closed my eyes for a few seconds, cherishing, savoring and inhaling the strong scent of my mother’s swollen pussy – the same sweet pussy which bore me 15 years ago. I could feel her pussy scent permeating throughout my entire body, and in particular, my hard cock which was throbbing with uncontrollable lust.. No panties! She looked and smelled like heaven as she opened the door and Lana walked in. Lana was about five years older than my mom. She was a pampered, rich, beautiful and very classy woman who always wore the latest fashion and took care of herself by regularly going to the gym and spas. Her green eyes and black hair gave her a unique beauty that turned heads every where. I was standing there all naked, looking like a dork with a huge hard on. I was surprised to see that Lana had her pretty. It did, however, show the lunar cycle within the solar cycle.By the end of six hours in the library, Rebecca’s head hurt. The only thing she had conclusively settled on was that her own monthly cycle was roughly in tune with the full moon. She considered the implication as she pedaled her bicycle back to Mrs. Weed’s cottage. If she bled on the full moon, then by the standards of women everywhere, she should be fertile on the new moon. She filed this information away, knowing that when she was. Mike’s eyes went hot and hungry as he stared at his mother’s tit. Her pale brown nipple was rigid, rubbery hard and standing out in succulent sweetness.“Your turn,” she said, her voice thick with desire.Mike turned onto his side again, and Lisa’s eyes went straight to his cock. His prick was throbbing very hard inside his pants. She began to gasp with heated pleasure as he began to fumble with the buttons of his jeans. When he had them open, he pulled the fly wide.Lisa saw the taut flesh of his.