With my other hand, I lightly scrape my nails from the base of mom's spine upward to the base of her neck.“You are very wet mother, do you like gett...ng spanked?”“Oh y-yes Sir, very much.”As my fingernails continue to lightly scrape across her back, my finger slips between the puffy folds and into her slit.“Oh yes, yes!” Mom moans out as she grinds herself on my lap.Pressing a second finger past the puffy labia, and deep into her dripping wet slit, mom rubs hard against my fully erect cock. My. ’ Connie was looking at Ken on his knees with Mallory building something with blocks. Later Ken and Rose were sitting in his cabin watching Mallory sleep. The TV was on for background, but neither of them had any idea what was on it. ‘So fess up son, why haven’t you told me anything the last couple of years? Have I been that piss poor a mother that you had to hide from me?’ ‘Its not that mom, I was just so ashamed. I know that I have never lived up to your and dad’s expectations, and I didn’t. We both leaned in for a kiss our tongues flicking against each others as my hand massaged her breast through her blouse making sure to play with her now erect nipples that were pushing against the fabric of her blouse she had her hand on the bulge in my pants massaging it running her fingers up and down it as we kissed. I had to stop kissing her so I could kiss my way down to her breast she stopped me so she could get undressed which I did too.As we were both undressing she told me I haven't. My eyes turned to the clock and I rose an eyebrow. It was ten am. How had I slept in this position for ten hours? It wasn't exactly comfortable, and I began to feel the discomfort in my lower back. Honestly, being held like this was not comfortable at all. "I figured I'd have some fun. The guys are coming over today." He explained, as if that was supposed to make some sort of sense to me. My mind swirled with possibilities. They weren't going to all take turns with me? That wasn't like Jared,.