I shall have to wash you once more, later." She laughed good-naturedly, and at the same time she took to fucking him for real. She would stretch her t...ighs slowly, so her wet pussy would slide deliciously slow on its way up around his cock, and then she would slam down hard on him, making his cock hit bottom every time. Pretty soon she was panting just as hard as Johnny was, and her cheeks and her chest took on a lovely rosy colour. "Ohoohhh, this is good," she moaned. "I know your hands don't. Finally, after over 5 minutes of continuous, extremely intense orgasm, Jim started filling my hole with another very generous load of his thick, hot cum. This sent me even higher, making me question how much more I could take. His ejaculation lasted more than a minute, all the while he was pulling out, pushing in, and shooting cum deep inside me, in a regular rhythm. When he finally stopped cumming, he pulled out and rolled off of me. I immediately rolled toward him and started kissing him. We’d made our agreement and despite obvious mutual attraction and her love for me, there wasn’t even the slightest hint of a physical relationship, not even mild teasing.I realized that I had my first true friendship relationship with a girl. Yes, I’d had sex with her, but unlike the girls back home, there wasn’t a standing offer to do it any time I wanted. I was surprised at how liberating that was. I could just be myself, pour out my innermost thoughts, get advice, and not have to worry about. My evening passed quietly. I daydreamed of Mom and I and wished she was at home for a repeat of last night. I wondered about everything that had happened between us. Our relationship didn't seem any different during the day. But when I thought about holding Mom's pussy in my hand I got an immediate erection.The whole situation was odd. I understood it was incest. That didn't bother me in the least. What did, to some extent, was that Mom didn't talk when it was happening. In fact, she didn't.