"How many of the girls did you have?" she asked. "I really don't know," I answered, my hand rising to stroke mypartner's sweaty buttocks, "seven.....maybe eight or so...I came threetimes." "Think you want to be a part of this group again?" she laughed. "Damn right," I responded eagerly. "Well...you'll have to bring your wife into the group," Eloisesaid, with a smile, "we can't have any cheating." "My wife!" I was startled. "I really doubt that she'd understandthis sort of life. It was light and fresh and gave me a boost of energy I needed. I had a hard-on and wanted to go out, even with my mother. Suddenly the evening was looking up.She arrived quicker than I thought and entered my apartment with her key."Hi!" she called out as I heard her heels on the wooden floor."In here mom." I called back. She walked into my room and paused at the door. The room was not well lit, with only a small table lamp providing enough light on the bed I was sitting in. The TV provided. Still shocked by my sudden intrusion, my mother gave little resistance to my brazen advances. Her breathing became quicker as she started to moan passionately from the effects of our dancing tongues.With my confidence growing, I broke our lip-lock and moved my mouth to suck on one of her delectable breasts.“Oh baby, no… mmmmmm… Please don’t… We can’t do this… I’m your mother… You are my son.” She panted, although her moans of inflamed passion clearly ran contrary to her half hearted plea.“God. She slowly bent over to pick up the soap from the floor of the shower, giving an unobstructed view of the folds of pink flesh below her shapely ass. Water dripped seductively from her inner lips. She stood back up and started at her breasts. She gently caressed them and pulled on her hard nipples. She ran her hands down to her pubic mound and then back up to her breasts. You could tell by the look on her face that she was really getting into her performance now. She let her hand slide between.