"If only she was anybody else then it wouldn't be so bad," he said, more to himself than anything. "But, God, she's my own cousin. Family. Why won't S...lly leave me alone? Why can't I leave her alone?"Trying not to raise her voice, Linda anxiously whispered, "Are you and Sally... well, what I think it is?"At this point Marty looked his mother straight in the eye.She pulled over to the side of the otherwise deserted mountain road to return his troubled gaze."I-I have to tell somebody," he choked.. I had stopped by a friends house and we were talking about work. i needed to pee and got up and went to his bathroom. as i came out through the bedroom i saw a bunch of polaroid pictures on the nightstand. i stopped and glanced at them and the were pictures of his wife nude and semi nude.i was shocked but still couldn't help looking at what i could see. his wife is very attractive even at 62 but some of these were of her in her early years. damn she was hot. I meant to walk away but just as I. There followed a long night of fit-full dozes, the dark hours broken by bouts of noisy thrusting, sometimes in her pussy sometimes at the rear, cum dripping from both her orifices, in a way until tonight our hero would have thought at his age to be impossible. The rain still lashed the van, the wind howled and the distant waves roared on the beach as dawn raised its usual grey face, Micky knew his time had finished, just one more act, a final stanza, he dragged himself from the warm body and. Of course you may call me back. I wanted you to have the choice. It's a big decision. I want to keep you." I will have to think about it. I'm scared and tempted. When I left, you didn't say anything about getting back together. I thought you were letting me down easy." Never. You are in my life. Think about it carefully, sweetheart. Call me any time. We can talk more if you like. I guess this had to be a big surprise." He paused. "It was all I could do to keep from asking you before you left. I.