He felt his mother's pussy muscles twitch and grip and release his penis uncontrollably as her body flew over the point of no return. This was too muc... for his eighteen-year old cock, which exploded in orgasm, spurting his seed deep into the recesses of his mother's body."I love you, mom... oh... I'm coming," he whispered."I love you too, beta. You're making your mother so happy."The room reverberated with the sound of pleasurable agony, as mother and son groaned under the torrent of pleasure. Jenny said, "I so needed to feel you cum in me."I returned home with a happy gait in my walk. A very happy gait. It's not something I can describe, but I could feel it as I walked.I opened the front door and entered. I headed straight for the kitchen. Sex can be quite the workout. I was starved. Of course, I was a growing 15-year old guy, so that might have something to do with my hunger, but I was inclined to think it had something to do with sex.I glanced into the den and stopped. My twin. Well, that’s not exactly true: when I first spoke to her perhaps. Nope: that’s not entirely true either. You see, I was reading in my room, the computer was on and my buddy’s social media page was up. He liked this group because it had a section where you could hide your own friends and visit a general page on the site. He liked it because, when he got stuck on some topic he was working on for class and I wasn’t around to explain it to him, he would just throw it out there. You could pretty. Georgia had suspected that Vicky might be getting more interested in sex, judging by the way she wore her clothes and had started wearing makeup. But when Georgia had questioned her teenaged daughter she always denied that she was trying to attract sexual interest.This was the first proof she had that her daughter really was actively sexual, and she wanted to hear Vicky try to lie to her when she was caught in the act.Georgia kicked off her shoes to conceal her approach as she planned on going.