I grabbed her breast with one hand and went to suck her nipple while with other hand I kept pressing her ass. Her moans became louder and erotic. She ...aught me by my hair and started playing with them. I was completely lost sucking her pinkish nipple. Damn god, they were so tasty and so mesmerizing.After sucking her nipples for almost 10 mins, she went down to open my pant and underwear. Now she was acting like an animal full of lust and libido. Seeing my dick, her eyes remained wide opened.. “Here, earn your keep.”“Okay, I can figure this out,” she said. “Beans here, then crank.”“Very good.”“How much?” she asked.“Half that bottle. Enough for the two of us. Toast, bacon and eggs?”“Sure.”Easy cooking. The coffee waited until we were finished eating. I dumped the hot water over Gee’s freshly ground beans in a French press, then squeezed us out a couple of mugs. We retired to the back deck, looking up our little nook on the side channel, the river barely visible at its south. I wasn't thinking like I was her son at all. I wanted to ask her out, you know? Take her to a movie, make out with her, like ask her to marry me even. I was in love all over with her.But she was my mom! Why did she have to be my mom? Why couldn't she be someone else's Mom? Like one of my friends. I mean yeah, it would be weird asking some other kid's mom if she wanted to go out, but I'd do it. If I loved her like that. I wouldn't care, especially if she was saying the stuff my Mom was.I didn't. I felt the wet, sticky fluid inside me, my insides were hot and squeezing against my finger. I started pulling it out and pushing it back in slowly to get accustomed to this new sensation. I had my eyes closed and was going on instinct by now. I heard a low moan and a little sort of yelp sound come from next to me. I opened my eyes to see my sister with her fingers buried deep inside herself and she was holding them tight there, the heel of her hand pressed firmly up against her mound. I.