So it was my gnarly old grandfather that raised me these last twelve years. If I wanted something I worked for it. So he figured I could beat my diagn...sis with sheer willpower alone. He was wrong.I didn't moan and bitch. What was the point of that? I just made a list and decided to see how many things on it I could do before I died. It wasn't a long list but it was all I had really. The first thing on the agenda was to do as much travelling as I could before I got too sick to do that. I was. SMACK! What are you doing?? Take your hands off me. Take me home. What’s going on back there?” Frustrated, David hit the starter, slammed it into gear and d? vu. Those dammed bumps and bruises that were about healed got another go round. We sped up this rocky trail at a speed that can only be attained by a pissed off teen; Melody and I bouncing off the roof and each other again.Two more weeks and not a place that we could sneak off to. Melody’s dad was in the Army and suddenly they were. I removed my t-shirt and jeans..Then I removed her nighty..Beleive me guys women looks more sexier in black bra and panty..I was going crazy.I slowly moved my hand on her boob, removed her nighty and started kissing her neck & came down to her cleavage, and made her lie down,removed her bra, I couldn’t control myself I started sucking her boobs ..I kissed her navel area my hands were running all over her body…Pressing her boobs….I then removed her panty and my underwear..I went down to her. My cock never went down. I was sure that it was because I was staring at my mother’s bare tits and Jessica’s panties that she was still wearing. I was lost in my own lust. I’m not sure that I really knew what I was doing but I had pushed mom back on the bed, removed Jessica’s panties, and was fucking her. My own mother! I was fucking my own mother and she wasn’t stopping me either. Soon she was having orgasms too and she was crying. It was tears of joy not of shame. For the past week mom had.