I started to have second thoughts about a mother fucking her son and taking an advantage of him like this.Before I could move, I felt his cock thrust ...pward, sliding into my wet pussy. We both moaned simultaneously, all thoughts of stopping were gone,I quickly lowered myself so his cock was completely engulfed, the size taking me by surprise as it stretched my insides.“Go easy on mom Gary, your going to split me in half”I could feel him thrusting up in to me and I had to take control how much. She continued to strip, taking off her shorts to expose pink and white panties that matched her bra. Kailee looked at me, then hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slid them off her body. I took my first look at a real, live pussy. I was right to assume that she tanned naked, as there were no tan lines here either. She was completely shaved, without protruding inner lips, the kind of pussy I loved. She was also soaking wet. I turned her on! I laughed to myself and then took a. “Can I taste?”“Me too.”We sucked on each other’s fingers. Hers tasted fruity. Things got awkward for a moment. I blurted out nervously, “You were almost right. We don’t have litters of babies unless the circumstances are really unusual. Just one at a time.”“Why does Rick put his stuff on your chest? Is it like a political protest?”“I never thought of it that way, but I suppose you’re right.” I answered. We both guzzled the entire rest of our glasses of wine, then, and I poured us two more full. Without the direct threat of mafia war, ginning up a reason to get Winnie down here was questionable. If I was going to reconnect with her, I was going to have to be direct and to the point – whatever the point was...As long as Mr. Bell was alive, there would be no Millie in my arms. And that was as it should be. I could love her from afar and live with it, because I knew the future, or at least thought I did. I was changing the future day by day, so it wasn't what it was, and there were going.