Especially now.One thing was true enough though as I turned so I could see my flabby ass in all its droopy glory in the mirror and that was getting a ...low job was way better than getting it done by hand. It felt like that would be as good as it gets sex-wise. I began to wonder what would happen next and all sorts of freaky things crossed my mind. But that's the thing with expectation and an over-active imagination.Sometimes what you imagine will happen doesn't.*When Mom came home from work I. I turned around and lay down facing upwards. I caressed my nipple between my fingers feeling the spasms shoot right through me. I directed my fingers to my folds, to my aching pussy, which desperately needed to be touched. I ran my fingers across my mound feeling my tiny pubic curls and then down into my slit, between my pink folds as they glided over but reaching within to feel my moist red flesh, rubbing the inner sides as they parted and then retreating my fingers back up to the top bulb of. The two monsters wrestling with each other seemed to attract further attention, as a ten foot long dragonfly zipped down out of the sky above and went straight for Anne. She screamed as it scooped her up in its legs. Dong roared and threw himself towards the dragonfly, taking the centipede along with him. He lashed out with one of his large tentacles, reaching for Anne, but only managed to smack the dragonfly. Stunned, it plummeted into the lake below.The impact with the water separated Anne. I knew why he led me. Wanted it. I was still turned on, turned on by the thought, the sight of my sons cock, of what I’d imagined as I spread my legs.His cock was hard, though not as big as how I imagined Mikes. He penetrated me, fucked me hard. I came, then came again. It wasn’t him that made me come, it was Mike, and the thought of him fucking me while his sister watched. I trembled, and my juices flowed. I clawed at him, as he sweated above me. Then he came, ejaculating inside me, his come.