Mere liye to pani lai aur tab tak mai uske ghar mai lagi uske hisband aur uski beti ki pics dekhta raha. Sach bataoon to mai bhee man hi man ghabra ra...a tha. Uski beti us waqt school gai hui thee.Wo nighty mai thee. Aisa nahin tha ki wo bahut sundar thee. Mera ye maan na hai ki jo jaisa bhee hai….acha hi hota hai. Smart hona ya bada lund hona ya bade momme hona…..ye sab baten haamare apne control mai nahin hoti. Par jo bhee hai hamen usi par proud feel karma chahiyae.Usne mujhe paani pilaya aur. It was raining and I thought it might be some early trick or treaters. I opened the door to find Serena wet, cold, and crying.Serena, what's wrong? Are you hurt?Dad is drunk and fighting with mom. Can I stay here tonight?Let me call your mom so she knows where you are. (note to reader, Serena is now 14 and a goddess)After a quick conversation with serenas mom, I looked at her and said, take off your wet clothes and take a hot shower. I put your clothes in the washer and they will be ready. With a loud, long groan he started ejaculating. Thick rope-like jets spewing from the end of his dig. Giggling excitedly, the woman pumped on the man's cock fast. Harder. Working him through his messy, erupting climax.Gradually his spewing ceased and he open his eyes, lifting his head from the back of the car seat. He looked down at his already softening cock and the woman's sperm covered hand. A hand that was already slowing down. Slowing down until she was just leisurely caressing his dick.. That in itself made me wonder what was in it for my mom. She was attractive enough to have almost any man she wanted. I had to wonder why she had picked me. Sure I was a safe choice and there wasn’t going to be any petty dating games, but that couldn’t be all of it. I loved my mother and now I was sure she loved me as more than a son. But, was that worth the risk she was surely taking? I wasn’t sure.I glanced over at my mother and saw that she looked very relaxed in her seat and appeared to be.