For every reason they must remain mutually adopted sisters; loving and intimate but sisters. All the same it would be easier if she didn't know that J...n was at least as much attracted to other women as she was to men and that her own present emotional distress left her conscious of this in a way she never had been before.Susan wasn't sure how she did it but when Jen rejoined her in bed it was plain that she was a sister not a potential lover. After eating she lay down in their crumbs and went. Thanks! Myaattack! Of the psychic panties! Pt.1"pick up, ed," the sultry voice on the answering machine said. "I knowyou're there, and I know you're wearing christie's panties."Holy samoley, thought ed. He was already freaking out. He was justlooking in the mirror, oggling his huge, soft double d breasts, when thephone rang. "How the hell did she know...?" Without thinking ed bit his lip. Hiscurvy, full figured brunette reflection did the same. His perfectlyfrench manicured hands touch his. She was about to cum, and 7 years after her husband’s, it would nowbe her son’s dick to bring her to a wonderful climax.“Oh, Eric, like that, don’t stop baby! Keep pushing like that! Fuck me Eric, fuck me! Fuck me hard”. Alison was now riding her son’s cock like an experienced cowboy riding a tireless bull.“ Fuck me hardeerrrr, please! Push your cock deep in your mom’s pussy Eric, make me cum!”.Talking dirty like that made Eric so eager to give her what she wanted that he started pounding her. She hadn't had a man between her thighs for a long time, much less a 15-year-old. And this particular 15-year-old that she had locked between her thighs was her own son.She looked down at the boy, licking her lips, watching him use nothing but the tips of his index fingers to steer her sensitive nipples around like little knobs. She needed some resolve not to groan out loud, and not to demand he stop doing something that sent waves of irritant pleasure through her body; irritant because it made.