Mmm.”I leaned back and smiled. A smile of contentment. I had just fucked both of my mothers and they had loved it. Loved me. The only negative thoug...t I had in my mind was that my knees felt they had been rubbed raw by the carpet.Note to self, beds are far better than carpets.Laughter filled my head. The damned djinn. I didn’t even know he was there, I had not heard from him during these sexual interludes.“You didn’t need my help, bro.”*Bro? Where was he learning this stuff?”Mom and I did not. My attitude about it was simple: If they are happy, I’m for it. We didn’t have that conversation. We heard Kim’s voice calling us and knew it was dinner time. During dinner, Bob mentioned he wanted to go to bed early as he was feeling tired. All of us were worried. Bob never complained of being tired. We cleaned up after dinner and sat in the big living room and talked. Bob stayed with us until almost ten. He closed his eyes and Melissa noticed. ‘I think someone is ready for bed.’ Melissa. My first day, she was out tending her flowers when I arrived, sandals over perfectly painted and manicured toes, athletic shorts riding up as she bent over I tried not to get caught looking to see if she had panties on a loose V neck jersey revealing ample C+ cleavage to some type of bra that I had never seen before. This old spinster at age 36 was what I looked foward to every week.She instructed me how to cut using her mower, telling me not to bring my fathers anymore, hers was adjusted just. That's so amazing. How?”I winked at her. “You'll see.”“You're so different,” she moaned. “So confident. Where has this amazing Mildred been? I could have fallen in love with you years ago.”“I know,” I groaned. “But that's the past. All that matters is that you love me now. You are mine.”“Yours,” she breathed in delight. A big smile crossed her face.Then she groaned as she revealed the pair of bronze panties I wore. My futa-dick throbbed in them. Pulsed. She pressed her face into my underwear,.