"I'm glad you liked your future son-in-law," Susan hollered from downstairs.God, I hope Dan didn't put the whammy on us today. If we don't end up toge...her, it'll be one more huge notch to carve on Mom's pessimism totem pole."But maybe we will," she said aloud. "We could end up together. You can't go through life being afraid of commitment." What did you say, Susan?" Christy shouted from the kitchen."Nothing, Babe. Just talking to myself." Where's your Mom?" Taking a nap." Could we talk for a. Uh…just thought we could talk for a bit.” he replied, slowly walking into the room.“PETE CASTRO YOU JUST TURN YOURSELF AROUND AND MARCH OUT OF THIS ROOM!!” Mom ordered as she held her hands up in front of herself, trying to hide from his prying eyes.“C’mon Mrs. C. Were old friends. There’s nothing to be ashamed about.” Pete answered, continuing to walk towards her.“YOU HEARD ME!!” Mom replied.“Calm down. I just want to talk.” he said.“We can talk after you leave and I change.” Mom said in a. The other two were concentrating on her open blouse, with bra moved aside. One was mouthing her left nipple, the other feeling up and caressing her right breast and its hard nipple, whilst he was french kissing her mouth at the same time. I learnt afterwards that she was an expert at such kissing. None of them were aware of me standing and staring at them at first, but then the kissing boy looked up (pausing for breath I think) and saw me. He shouted something and the other two turned around.. It was a moment of respite in the cooling air, and we all wanted it to last just a little bit longer before resuming our trek west to the mountains lurking like a snowcapped monster right in front of us.My next target was pretty little Josie with her tight pussy and her even tighter brown eye waiting patiently for my attentions.The little minx presented her tiny tits for my tongue to play with as she frigged her clitoris into a state of agitated reception for my reactivated cock. My widow wife.