Friends, work, stress, worries, cares, troubles, fears, all of them gone. She just listened to the soft, emotionless voice, and watched the landscape ...s it drifted past. She felt numb inside, detached from her surroundings…nothing felt real anymore, and although she heard the voice speaking to her, she didn’t react at all. It was all just too big to take in. She’d trusted this man with her life, with her mind, with her soul, and to find this out… She couldn’t think about it. Her mind veered. .. And we slowly undress each other, taking our time and enjoying every new revelation as the skin and flesh and curves and lines and shapes are exposed and discovering it as if for the first time, our gaze and touch lingering wherever we discover a new sight or a sight we haven’t seen for a while, or a sight we see every day but still can’t get enough of. And there are so many of those sights that it takes minutes and hours to undress each other as we stand back to see each new revelation as. She was shifting around in her seat a little and more than once adjusted the strap of her bra at her shoulders. This caused vibrations that cascaded from her shoulders to her “porn-star” covered tits, causing them to jiggle back and forth softly. The vibrations carried down to the thin fabric of the tank top, which waved above her belly button. She was trying to hide her discomfort but wasn’t doing a great job.“Feeling OK?” asked Cameron. He was curious if she would deflect the question or if. At that point she realised that she had been off the pill for 3 years and that she was currently at the peak of her ovulation cycle. As her son was in rapturous enjoyment sliding his cock in and out of her equally willing and rapturous cunt she put her hand on his chest and stopped him; "baby, tell mommy, when you play with yourself and it feels real good at the end, does anything come out of your cock?" He looked at his mother with adoring eyes; "Yes mom, when I first used to do it when I was.