The first night after installing them, she stared at her computer screen, watching Daniel in bed. He sat above the covers in his boxers for a while, s...aring at his own laptop. Sophie switched cameras to see whether she got a better angle from the top of his wardrobe and from there, she could see the slight bulge in his underwear. Soon, he began to play with himself under his boxer shorts, tugging at his growing penis. Watching this, Sophie began to get hotter and hotter. She reminded her this. I wanted to spice things up a bit so one night while laying in bed I asked her if she had any fantasies anything she wanted to try. To my surprise she had always wanted to be with another woman. As we talked all sorts of wonderful thoughts filled my mind; then the conversation turned to bondage and pain. By the end of the night we had fucked like rabbits several times much like we used to.Over the next few weeks I came up with a devious little plan. I stopped by the toy shop and grabbed a few. It came down harder and harder. By the second quarter the entire field was white, but it never got bad enough to shut down the game. But it did manage to shut down the airport.I glanced down at Tami beside me, then smiled at her mother at the foot of the table. "While I'm sorry that you couldn't spend Thanksgiving with your mother," I said to her, "I'm not sorry that you're spending it here with us."She smiled back."Like Mom pointed out, I'm thankful for football and baseball. Though I'd be. She had taken it in one gulp, then asked for and downed another.We had talked some, then had a couple more drinks. I had held her and she had held me. We had fallen asleep that way.I woke in the middle of the night with my arms still around my mom, only she had rolled over and I found my hands cupping her large breasts. I was eighteen, a senior in high school, and had never held a girl’s breast, much less my mom’s.Her large breasts were soft and pliable through her nightgown, and I could feel.