Then my mom slowly opened her eyes. First she was squinting, but then she looked at me with an expression of horror and almost screamed, 'OH SHIT!' I ...roze. I had no idea what to say or do, then almost ran to my room and got into my bed. A few minutes passed with my heart and mind racing. My hardon was still there and I couldn't get the image of her out of my head. Then I saw my bedroom door open and my mom walked in and stopped next to my bed. She was wearing her bra but no panties! Her golden. I haven’t mentioned what all this was doing to me, haveI? My panties were soaked! I was already thinking how Iwould jump Bill’s bones when he got home, but for themoment I was very engaged with the staff in my hand. Ihad started to think of it as “my cock,” and at leastfor now, I did have complete control of it.I had been at it for maybe twenty minutes and once againhe was peeking up, for what might have been the fourthor fifth time. I turned my head to see his. It wasn’t open yet, but cutting across it shorted his walking time home by about half.Eric Bishop was a nice enough guy, just had a serious lack of self-confidence. He was orphaned at 3 when his parents were killed in a car accident and he had grown up with a foster family, the Cannon’s. The Cannon’s had been the only real friends Eric’s family had that were close enough to take him. But life was still hard on him. You see, Mr. Cannon had run off with his secretary just after Eric’s 6th. His tongue kept darting in and out of his mouth. He was enjoying the scent of her sopping wet pussy. Not knowing what came over her, Martha lifted her cropped denim mini skirt and eased her white lace trimmed panties to the floor, spreading her legs wide open. Seemingly possessed she moved over to the sofa, gently placing her other reptile companion in it’s secure place and pulled her knees her up, wide of chest. The snake’s head went between my legs and bumped against her labia.It was so.