Liz had to go to work early, and was downstairs fixing breakfast and brewing coffee when I got out of bed and climbed into the shower. The cubicle was...a large one, some four feet square, with a seat at the side opposite the jets – it was fitted with six water jets, powered by pumps, aimed at one’s body, plus a shower head for hair-washing. The jets and shower head were independently controllable.I had stepped inside and begun rubbing down with shower gel when I felt a draught, and turned in. My mom sucked my cock.Dizzy, incestuous lust assaulted me as she moaned about my cock. She sucked with such enthusiasm just like Mrs. Haley did for Noah's cock on round two. My friends all stared at me, Rick and Teo staring with such envy, Noah grinning like an idiot.I grinned back.Our mother's bobbed their mouths on our dicks. They pleased us like the slut-mom's they were now. I shuddered, my mother twisting her head, adjusting where the tip of my dick rubbed inside her mouth. I groaned at her. Adrian stepped back, making sure that Jenny was safe. She was standing on the sidelines with her eyes full of worry. He turned back to Logan as the lunatic charged with his fist pulled back and stepped to the side to dodge his punch, then with his right hand on his left fist, he jabbed forward with his left elbow. With time basically moving in slow motion through his eyes, Adrian calculated and adjusted the angle of his elbow, ensuring that the force of the impact would be fully directed to his. The shorts and sandals went into the floor of the truck, the tee shirt went over my shoulder. I locked and closed the truck door, plunging us into darkness again. As I turned toward the back of the truck, the small flashlight snapped on. Jerry swung the small bright beam until it was shining on my bare feet. Slowly the circle of light climbed my legs to settle momentarily on my hips, illuminating the small bikini styled bathing suit that I was wearing. The outline of my semi-ridged manhood was.