Then the usual sounds. The usual effect on him. Not that it bothered him that much anymore. He had come to terms with the fact that his mother fucked....He could even think about it without shying away from the word 'fuck'. And yet he got an erection when he heard his mother's groans and shrieks. It didn't seem to bother either of them that he could hear them. They must have known that he did.It had occurred to him that he really didn't know his mother. They never talked. Really talked. It was. That would be totally impossible! Totally! What I was starting to think, could not happen... Could it?I clamped down on my imagination, and kept heading back to my place.I was being extremely cautious though, which turned out to be a good thing. There was smoke was coming from my place, after all. The cow sounds, and horse noises were there, also.People were living in my house, and it looked different! The carport I had added was gone, and the fireplace had changed. The barn had a sort of. ”I smiled at Megan, moved over to her, and slowly pulled her top off. I unfastened her bra, sliding each strap down her arms, until her breasts were exposed. She stood there, motionless as I sucked each breast in turn, moaning softly as I drew each hard nipple in between my lips. As I started to unbutton her shorts, she pushed my hands away.“Bed. Now!” she commanded. “I want; I need you to lick my pussy.”As soon as I was undressed, she pushed me down onto her bed, and straddled my face. I was. Don't worry, I won't say anything."Chris had always suspected that Rick was submissive by nature. When hehad come to look at the flat Chris had thought that he was too eager toplease and went along with everything that Chris suggested. That suitedChris fine, he didn't want some alpha male sharing the flat and throwinghis weight around. He was also, Chris thought, quite pretty to look at.Not feminine exactly, more androgynous. He liked the way Rick wore hishair long, which framed his narrow.