"Look Sandy, please don't feel bad," said Lorna reassuringly. "Everybody masturbates sometime, me too! It’s kind of hard in a place with as little p...ivacy as this. So please don’t feel too bad, I don’t want you to worry about doing it in here, after all it is both of our rooms.’ ‘Thanks Lorna, for being so understanding. Please don’t tell anyone what you saw’. Sandy pleads.Lorna walks over to her and gives her friend a reassuring hug.‘Don’t worry, its okay.’Sandy holds her tight for a moment in. My tongue went deep into my mom’s pussy with its expert movements and mom started moaning with wild pleasure her son was giving her. She moved her mouth so cleverly, with ease of an expert in the art of sucking cocks and my pleasure found no bounds.Mom and son in full swing giving each other the carnal pleasure which was forbidden. We both were enjoying the taboo pleasure without any shame. Before filling her cunt with my hot white liquid of love, I wanted her to cum in my mouth. She was ready. Ms Betty had been in a voluntary dry spell since she had lost her husband a few years ago. She chose to concentrate her time as a mom on her kids instead of finding a man. Her kids would realize in their later 20’s how much their mom showed she loved them and took responsibility for them to make sure they grew up knowing they were loved and wanted. However, now they were grown up enough that she could do this at least with her sons, she counted me as her second son, to end that dry spell. Her. But end it did when Eddie plunged deep and held hard as his cum coated the inside of my bowels. Eddie surprised was when withdrew his cock and asked, “Who the hell fucked you?” “What do you mean who fuck me, you just did,” I said. “Somebody fucked you earlier. I could tell that your ass was full of cum,” he said. I confessed and related that I had left after he had gone to sleep fearful of being fucked. I related the whole story of what had happened with Greta and Alfred after I had returned.