As I did she let out a long sigh and let her legs collapsed unto the bed also. As we lay there it, suddenly hit me what had I done, I violated my best...friends trust in me and fucked his wife. How could I be so stupid? After a few more minutes I rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed. “Lisa “Jessie can never find out about this. “Don’t worry Zeke” she said, I am as much to blame as you. I wanted this for a long time. “But he is my best friend” Zeke replied and my Husband she said. I. There I experimented. Even though I already knew from the notes in my books what temperatures to use to distill different compounds, I wanted to make sure I had it right. Within a year, our first petroleum distillery opened.I knew I was nearing the end of my patience for the constant grind involved in re-inventing things I used to take for granted. Rather than re-invent the diesel locomotive, I started classes for the university early. Talking to a hundred assistants who had helped me with. "How do they look like?" My mother asked teasingly."Just a pair of water melons," I said while my hard prick was pressing against my mother's sexy ass. My hands reached to her blouse to get a feel of her huge breasts and ended up squeezing them a bit fiercely. My mother tightened her bracket as she pressed her ass cheeks even more against my aroused dick."I can't tell you how it feels touching them," I whispered into my mother's ears."It has been a sort of fantasy for me that some day I should. A pair of nice titties filled out her blouses, and her ass was only a little too plump, but that added some nice curves to her. Heather would be a lucky gal if she looked half as hot as her momma in eighteen years. I bet I could slip into bed and fuck her without even waking up her husband Elvis. The thought of fucking a woman next to her passed-out husband sent a dark thrill through my body, my pecker seemed to ache even more. I slipped out of the bedroom, padding through the house as quiet as.