" Well, I'm not jealous of him, either," Eddie said as they entered the house, "but ever since we started making it with Auntie Beth, I've been thinki...g more and more about screwing mom. It would be a real blast, if we could get them balling with us, too."Linda turned and placed her sleek body to his, so he could feel the rising points of her tits and the fuzzy hair of her mound against his flesh. "Let's talk about that later. If I get to thinking about fucking dad too much, I'll want to go. A light haze of clouds covered the sky and I sensed the possibility of rain. This time I had a plan if she tried to catch me off guard. Halfway through my run, I heard a voice behind me. "Hey," was all the person was able to speak. I took off like a bat out of hades. There was no way that she was going to catch me flatfooted again.When I didn't see her approaching, I glanced to the side. There was nobody there. I turned my head and body a little, and still no one. Finally, I began running. “Son your papa was already in the services when we were married. Our marriage was a tame affair as your grandmother was no more and your grandfather was a hopelessly poppy addict. There was hardly any fanfare. I was a rustic village girl and my father was all too happy to get rid of me.After I came to your father’s house I realized that I was expected to do everything. There being no other woman in the house. This was a village setting and besides doing house hold chores like cooking cleaning. Lois was right -- there was almost too much lube -- and not enough friction. But that evened out, too, after a bit, and the pleasure started ramping up for Ed. "How is it?" he asked."Nice..." Once it was going, it wasn't bad. Lois' nipples were reacting to their workout, too, actually elongating and hardening just a bit. Ed's cock was pleasant, if not pleasurable, and between his stroke, occasional impacts on her 'G-spot' and the flashes from her nipples, Lois was enjoying things a good deal.