She remembered how she’d often caught Chris, her grandson, looking down her blouse when he was younger. She’d been offended, disgusted, a family m...mber could behave so badly, but now her self-esteem was so low, she’d welcome any attention, even his.She did up the buttons, recalling the many times she’d caught him, the times she’d threatened to tell his parents if he didn’t stop. She hadn’t seen him for over a year and doubted he’d show any interest now. He was no longer a pimply kid and. ..Lurleene* she thought asshe saw her turnoff. She turned, making sure Marge was following her, anddrove to her apartment."Right in here Mrs. Simpson" Edna said as Marge pulled up. Edna went toher room, opened the door and waited as Marge made her way up. Standing atthe top of the stairs, Edna was able to see the top of Marge's breasts asshe made her way up. *God I'd love to suck on those*"Ok, let's go" Marge said with a huff, she didn't like having to be here,she and Homer were supposed to. Mother had left the door ajar. She told me, “Son, I want to thank you for making me pregnant. I had forgotten just how sensitive my nipples are when I am pregnant. I know that you will love getting milk when it comes in.”I switched nipples and sucked and licked her even harder. Mother started driving her pussy in a fevered pitch up and down my cock. She had had at least two orgasms and the flow from her pussy was drenching my lap. I just loved the wet sounds of sex. I started to drive my cock. “When I pull them down can I buy them off you?” John asked of Jane, the question threw her for a moment, “er, yes, well I suppose so,” she stammered, “but they aren’t cheap ones,” “that’s OK, I’ll pay whatever you ask,” he answered. The thought of making money from sex isn’t something Jane had ever considered, she did it for the thrill of cheating, she suddenly became more excited.John tucked his fingers into Jane’s elasticated panty waistband and gently pulled downwards, the final barrier.