I ran through the living room straightening up, then rolled a few joints just to show I had been industrious, but held off on mixing the drinks. I fig...red the girls were going to be a while yet. That turned out to be a good decision. “A while yet” ended up being nearly another forty minutes. First the shower was going, I could clearly hear it. I could very faintly hear the occasional giggle as well but nothing definite, certainly nothing I could use to figure out what was happening in there.. Just as he entered, he had knocked aside a spoon causing her to look. Just as she turned to see him, a shy, yet naughty grin filled her face. He paced up to her, grabbed her by the waist and raised her off her feet and placed her on the cold marble slab and leaned in taking her lips. Even as he kissed her, held her in his arms, he couldn’t believe that THIS was his mother. Then the woman, who gave birth to him, loved him, took care of him and nursed him as a child. And yet she let him fuck her. Then I slowly move down. I am already wet with anticipation. I start touching myself, avoiding my sensitive clit. I continue reading, the story getting hotter and hotter, and more sexual by the second. I finally relive my clit, and I gently pinch it between two fingers. Oh that feels so good. I love playing with my clit. I just wish a sexy girl was here with me, eating me out. Teasing me, playing with my clit, and thrusting her tongue into my pussy, driving me crazy. Well all I can do is. She moved her hand from her stomach and kept it on his hand lying just below the navel and was clenching it while continuing to rub her thighs.Without realizing she started to push his hand lower till it was covering her triangle and she arched her hips up and gave a loud moan aaahh uuummm realized that she was very aroused and may be had her first orgasm.He started to kiss her stomach and caress her thigh with the hand that was lying on her pubic mound and with the other hand he started to.