" "You mean you have sex with him?" "Yes, son, I'm a real, live woman and I have desires of my own. All the time." "Mom, um, is it weird for a guy to ...ream about him mom, you know, like about having sex with her?" I don't think I betrayed any shock at his question but inside I felt warm all over. "It's a pretty common fantasy boys have, Davie, mostly pretty innocent. It's just one that's not very well accepted in society. People often have all kinds of fantasies, it's just not always a good. .' she breathed.Well who was I to refuse such a sweet request? I moved up behind her and ran the tip of my straining cock over her very wet lips, she started to push back eager for me to fill her but I held off a little, making her wait as I smiled. 'Fuck me... Please.' I gripped her hips nice and tight as I pushed forward, her pussy welcoming my cock. I leaned back as the sensations overtook me, the feeling intense. She let out a loud gasp as I buried myself deep inside her. I started to rock. We had got to the point where we were recycling old jokes from our youth, even the one about swopping keys one gets the jag while the other one got a Honda 50. Cathy gave a rather dirty little giggle and her hand dropped onto my thigh as she did so, Lucy shot me a look and raised her eyes. “Yer I remember as I was the one who got the Rolls Royce, he got the one-night wonder” she said giggling, the wine having its effect on her. Stephen started to interrupt her when Lucy chipped in quickly, “O. In the flickering torchlight I recognized the path back to my hut. As my eyes become accustomed to the twilight I realized that all were involved in some kind of orgy. Nothing frantic, women were sitting in men's laps. Men were lapping at breasts. The only universal was that no matter what they were doing it didn't stop them from staring at me. It was wonderful and in a whimsical manner, I waved at them. In no time I was brought into the hut. The men with their full erections did not stand for.