She reached for her stereo remote and turned it on. Soothing, relaxing music came wafting out. I had heard it before but I could not put my finger on ...t. I kept massaging and then it dawned on me what it was. It was a seduction CD that I had given her as a joke.It starts out real calm and then as it progresses, it gets more and more passionate. I had to flip her over and get this done as soon as possible. She rolled over and untied her bikini top. I grabbed the lotion and began. I hadn't. As it was my mother got there first. She writhed and squealed, a forearm jammed between our slippery bodies as she fingered her clit. “I’m coming,” my mother yelped, eyes wide while her jaw tensed and she stared into my face. “I’m coming on my son’s dick,” she grimaced.I bellowed a huge roar that I too was in the heady throes of my orgasm. My cock pulsed and spurted more semen, although this time, my second, less forceful, ejaculation was merely a couple of squirts.“I need another bath,” my. The first thing Brandy asked, as soon as the door was closed and locked was: "Did you tell your boyfriend about this idea last night?" Hell, no; did you?" No. He'll kill me when he hears about it." That will be one of the bigger problems we have to work out."We were both probably going to have to wrestle. College volleyball was based on quickness, balance and strong legs. Our sororities would look to us to do our share. Neither of us was willing to do so under the Kaps' plan. We simply refused. You could have heard a pin drop.When in England, at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of ‘empire building’ by George Bush.He answered by saying, “Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not return.” You could have heard.