She immediately said that I should come visit her and they would show me around the big city where they lived. After some deliberation, I decided I ne...d a change and flew to visit her. Her husband Jack picked me up at the airport and I could not take my eyes off of him. He was so good looking I kept crossing my arms to keep my small breasts covered.Jane and Jack took me out to a fancy dinner and we toured the city. Back at their one bedroom apartment they went into the bedroom and I tried to. In a moment of panic I bent down to mom's ears as if to nuzzle it to tell her that we had to stop this insanity or that I was going to have an accident. Initially not understanding she nuzzled my ear and then realising what it meant stopped but it was too late. I was still perched on top of her in the missionary position but my dick which was held in place in between her pussy lips was pointing slightly upwards given that we were mid-stroke. At that moment I bit my lips and mom saw the look on. I felt her body move forward again while her hands were pulling me deeper in, partly wanting more, and partly keeping herself from falling back. Had she fallen back she would have leaned on Joey and woke him up. My penis was throbbing and I stood, as I did I pulled off her shirt, after which she pulled down my sweats and boxers. It was dark but the feeling was sensational. Her lips wrapped around my penis and my hands went to her head guiding her. The feeling was amazing, I held back a moan. It didn't start getting weird until the next morning when we all woke up, hungover. Tom was making pancakes in the kitchen. That helped with the headache. All I wanted to do was go back to bed with Marissa, who had eaten her breakfast there, hardly making eye contact with anyone. But Tom wanted to go for a walk, the two of us, like old times. He wanted to go through the town. I thought it was a bad idea. It had gotten more overgrown in the past few years--as if someone had recently stopped.