”“Since you’re the guest,” I said, “you can have your pick of inside or ... Would you be okay with being in the middle?”“I really don’... care.”“If you don’t care,” Rhee replied, “then why don’t you take the middle, as the two of us sleep next to each other a lot. Also, when the six of us are here, we usually randomize bed partners. We could do that for tomorrow night, if you want.”She thought about it for a few seconds, then nodded, saying, “That’s cool.”The three of us talked for a while, but. Her eyes narrowed asshe wondered what was in the bags."Probably something bad," she thought as he walked into the kitchen.Her stomach growled as she silently followed him into the kitchen.Looking at the floor she spied a bowl of food. Her heart dropped as shesaw it, knowing that he was indeed no different than all the others. Hesaw her as nothing more than an animal. Dropping to all fours shecrawled toward the small bowl sadly."What are you doing?" asked Chris. "That's the cats food!" Of course. Her hand relaxed on my head and I lifted my head and saw her watching me.“Have you done it before” she asked“No mum never” Well you are bloody good at it Mark.“Take your pyjamas off darling”I took my pyjamas off and knelt between her legs, and the mum took hold of my cock, lubricating the tip of it by rubbing it up and down her wet pussy lips then it slipped in to her pussy.I took my weight on my arms and pushed my cock in to mum’s wet pussy, her lips gripping around my shaft as I pushed deeper. ”“If it was hard, would you resist?” I can't believe we are flirting like this in so blatantly a sexual manner, without some sort of truth being exposed. We were totally without a stitch on, but also our souls, or at least our lust had been exhibited, physically if not confessed outright. Mom said she had lusted after a doppelganger, who could be an offspring. Her words were once more in my ear, 'the spitting image', save for the comment 'more than your father', when she was checking out.