"Me putting my hand on your crotch like this is normal right?" I prepare for a barrage of attacks, screaming of assault and hatred."Hm?" She turns her...head, showing visible confusion from such a mundane question. "Yea, why are you asking me?" She said, just slightly spreading her legs more for me. I stare at her in shock as I start to rub at her pussy, waiting to see any signs of dislike, but only seeing a slight blush and a little bit of embarrassment."Oh, haha, just making sure. I am very. We know where we're going, but Tuesday needs to find you." Gabe swallowed, "I'm over here. Sitting on my chair. Being good." "Being very good," one of the girls said. "This rug is going to pay for itself I think." Gabe sensed a woman standing in front of him. "I'm Tuesday," she said quietly, and it sounded like she was smiling. "And you have outdone yourself. I expected perhaps something from the thrift store for the floor. A nice shag carpet, maybe, but what kind of fur is this? It makes. I reveled in my baby boy's cock filling me to the hilt. Every slide of his shaft through my sheath sent rapture bubbling through my body.“Oh, yes,” I groaned. “Ooh, just ram your cock into Mommy's pussy. Satiate those desires your whorish sister stirred in you.”“Yes!” he growled, hands squeezing my hips so hard as he rammed into me. “You're so awesome, Mom. Your pussy's so hot and wet. I love fucking you.”“And I love being such a good mother to you,” I whimpered, my hips undulating, stirring. So I was talking to him he asked did anything happen and I said no but if you go fishing I would make sure that it did with that he said ok. I told him to bring my bag in the closet and the toy bag when he came over and pick up some booze for a long weekend for me anyway. Well after they left I was hoping that Mitch would call I had left to go to the book store I was out of KY jell no call when I drove up him and another guy were standing out side the apt building with some black woman so I.