Whether or not we had sex was completely up to my mother. She’d still suck my dick as usual, which to be fair, was also completely up to her.. But w...en she’d ask ‘do you want to do it again?’ referring specifically to intercourse.. My answer was always yes. We began doing it all around the house, pretty much wherever we were when she asked. Sometimes she’d already be giving me head, and then stop to ask.. A few times I had to decline, simply because I was already moments away from cumming. But. Then I told her I bought them in the ladies section. She paused. Then I told her I put them on in the park bathroom. She asked how I liked them. I told her they were very comfy and made me feel sexy. I also told her I had a hard on all afternoon and my new panties were moist. That sealed it… I was in!I said that I wanted to tell her so that she didn’t get pissed off if she found them in my car or drawer or somewhere. She agreed that was a good thing. All in all, she seemed okay with it.. He passed by it and saw her working at something and Marvin smiled at the idea when he noticed it was her in the room. Once passed the room, he thought about his idea again. He always liked her for her quiet, reserved personality. He liked all those soft features he’d paid strict attention to over the years and Marvin always wished he had the balls to ask her that question. However, he knew better or so he thought he did. Oh what the heck, he told himself. Just do it he thought. So he turned. The next picture captures my attention, she’s in the shower and I can hear her talking to me, telling me what she wants to do to me as I sit and watch her. A delicious shiver runs through me as the next picture is a first glimpse of her shaven sex as she showers. I stop staring, taking time for several deliberate strokes as I admire her intimately as if for the first time. Again.The next delicious image shows her laying back on the coverlet as if preparing for me, but wait instead I see a.