"Think we have time for a quick one, Mom?", I asked tweaking her erect nipples between thumb and forefinger."Hell, I sure hope so," grinned Mom. "You'...e got me hot now, honey. You better finish what you started.Don't be shocked. I'm not the only son screwing his sexy mom these days. Where the hell do you think they got the term "mother-fucker" from, anyway? Almost a year has passed since that delightful afternoon when I discovered that a middle-aged woman has the experience and the desire to. "In fact you only missed one a very good job I have to say. You are a far better student and listener than any that I have seen in a good while."Launching herself at me she again almost took the both of us to the ground as she was hugging me with increasing force. Then she stopped pulling slightly back looking deep into my eyes as she pressed her lips to mine! I was almost thrown back by the amount of energy that passed between the both of us.Then in a whisper she spoke into my ear. "I am so. "Hello, my name is Anna. Can I talk to you for a second?" She thought for a second, oh no, I should have used a false name, but no matter.She saw suspicion in his eyes for a second; he glanced around the bar and toward the door. Good, she thought, he is smart, careful."Sure, Anna, I'm Larry," he responded, finally smiling in a friendly fashion. "What can I do for you? Buy you a drink?" He started to gesture to the bartender, who was watching this interaction closely. Anna could almost. Mary laughed at her anger, even as she hugged and consoled her, telling her that a few days of having her pussy out of order wasn't all that terrible.But life wasn't all sex for either family. The children had strict rules about homework and study, and they obeyed them without protest. Beyond that, there was reading to be done so that young minds would develop along tenth young bodies, broadening beyond the things they learned in school. Even young Dean picked up the reading habit, not because.