"Ooooohhh Goooddddd..." Stephanie cried loudly as she finally felt her son's mouth against her needy twat.Martin felt the lower parts of his face get ...et and sticky immediately as he planted his mouth between his mother's labia and pushed his tongue in between. The tart taste of the woman's juices made his mouth water. He felt like he was pushing his mouth into a warm piece of jell-o. The pubic hairs tickled his nose, and the odors of his mother's hot, leaking cunt could not be. We broke for air, and said that we shouldn’t be here, and that my place is not far. She said her’s was closer. Hand in hand we left, ignoring everyone else, and she led me to her house which was at the end of the street. Inside she led me upstairs to her bedroom, and we once again kissed. Slowly we undressed each other. Her breasts were as full as they had felt when pressed against me, and her waist slim, her hips slim and her legs beautiful. The last piece of clothing I removed were her white. I honestly had fooled myself into believing that I could just have one night of passion with him and then go back to my life. One night I had come to the point of making up my mind that I was going to call him and set up another meeting. I didn't care about the risk I was taking or the potential damage it could do to my family as well as to his. I was being driven by blind desire and pure lust. That night instead of contacting Harold, I stumbled upon someone else. I shouldn't say stumbled. I then asked, “When are you guys leaving?” I expected a day or two, but to my surprise my mom said, “In about five hours.” I was very surprised by the answer. Dad then said, “Bryan, I want you to tell your sister about our trip when she wakes up, we have to pack up, and we only have a few hours to pack.” I nodded and said, “When she wakes up I promise I will tell her.”I was still in shock as I ate my cereal taking everything in, I expected to have more time with mom and dad before they left,.