I think she started my mature fetish.I started noticing all the other MILFS around that time .My first wife was my age and Carol's next store neighbor... In the summer Carol always wore blouses that she tied up under her tits,short shorts that JUST covered her ass and the shorts waist was just below her belly button,with sexy high solid heel open back slippers.I never forgot Carol. After my marriage broke up I met a woman 15 years older and married her. Maybe a substitute for Carol,ya think.. As I was enjoying watching the gifts being opened by my in-laws family. I looked around the room... and I realized that I was about to experience a great view up the skirt of my sister-in-law. She was wearing one of those gray flannel type skirts... and I could clearly see that she was wearing stockings... and not pantyhose. I could also see that she was wearing a pair of white nylon panties. I could clearly see her beautiful pussy lips protruding from her panties. I enjoyed the view as much as. Yeah Doc, you're doing such a fine job of not letting things go any further, I thought to myself.I began to feel her breath on my hip, her hand had found a place between my legs as she slowly made her way over my hips. I knew what she was doing, and before I could do anything about it my penis was standing up on it's own accord, making it's way between my sisters lips.''Bobbie,'' Mom said suddenly, ''leave your brother alone, he's mine.'' she told her. The duvet was thrown off of us as Mom. Desired.“What do you say?”“Please.” And now she was begging. Great.“Please what?”“Please eat this pussy.”It didn’t feel right to talk. She’d much rather have his dick bent inside her throat. They could always communicate other ways. Perhaps he sensed that in her. Do you want daddy’s dick or not?She sighed as his thoughts echoed in her mind, but in all honesty she was just a tad bit more excited than she really should have been. It was all part of the seduction after all. She would be his.