.. fuck mommy's hot cunt..."It was the middle of the afternoon and Janet knew her son wouldn't be coming home soon. She'd told him to stay for the nig...t with relatives across town. She had to rid herself of her obsession of fucking her own child.She'd refused to let Mike fuck her after giving in to her cravings the morning before and she was determined to resist the impulses when they surfaced in the future. She couldn't have Mike in the house with her, at least not tonight. He'd want to fuck. With that vision in my head of my best friend fucking my lovely busty wife, I was soon splattering deep inside her.We were putting clothes aside for our forthcoming holiday to the South of France."I need something for the evenings," she stated her hands on her hips staring down at the mass of clothes she had pulled out of her closet."What about this one?" she held up that white dress, "you always like me in this." Yeah," I looked up."Perhaps I could work on it some more," she mused, "make it a. .....you know..... with a woman". "It's okay" Linda answered. "Relax it's ok" Then Linda leaned over and kissed Becky gently on the lips. Becky was nervous her lips trembling but, returned Linda's kiss, Linda said to her "Let's see the rest of your apartment, starting with the bedroom. Becky stood up straighter her short black dress and walked Linda to her room, where the two sat on Beckys bed. The two kissed again and Linda gently grabbed Beckys left breast and rubbed it, then the two stood. To this day I am not sure why I didn’t make a move until that night of disco fever. The night wore on, I had barely got talking to Samantha all night due to our work colleagues butting in and we were both getting increasingly drunk. Samantha and I actually lived close to one another, well within walking distance. Our work friends charged me to make sure our boss got home safely. My heart jumped a beat. Now or never kid, don’t back out now chickenshit! As they left we both finished out last.