She had always been the innocent one, the one that loved through think and thin, through the angry fuck by the roadside, through the restaurant fiasco... through it all she was there, loving both of us. We had caught her in the middle of our hating love, cruelly trapping her in our war. Still, she had said it, brought the holes in our odd relationship to light. "I don't understand why you keep fucking her if you don't want to be with her anymore." "It isn't the same," I said, "you're right.". It was just the two of us watching TV. Mom was visiting her sister in the Midwest. Dad was never in the picture. We had the house to ourselves.We sat at opposite ends of the sofa which was our usual spot. As I’d grown taller over the years, our legs were now halfway towards each others’ crotch. We shared the old comforter between us. Thankfully, the comforter didn’t reach all the way up Nel’s chest so I had plenty of chances to stare at her round tits.On this night, we were laughing and. ..Will we get along?? Will we make out?? Will we have sex...But as we kissed and you pressed yourself into my full length, lips reaching for mine, your arms around my neck I realized there was nothing to worry about...We were like old "friends", actually much more than that..Our kisses became deeper and more fervent, to the point where people were looking at us and smiling...pointing us out to their friends...With a groan, we pulled apart. There was no luggage as it was already aboard your next. My mother had come on my dick in her ass! Beats the shit out of scoring a winning touchdown! I rolled to the side to let her legs down and pulled her into an embrace. I was just going to lay there and catch my breath. Mom had other ideas.I was getting kissed, kissed by somebody brand new. Not the mother figure from a week ago, sure not the woman who just told me I was coercing her into sex. Getting her ass reamed had converted my mother into my cunt. Her lips and tongue were all over my face..