This time when I called from the lobby I was told to come up to her room. Again she poured us a drink each and again I had to show her how mature I wa.... We talked and by the end of the second drink I was again on the couch with face up in her lap as she administered to my complexion once again. It had all been so easy, so smooth like it was the normal thing to do. Once again she pushed and pinched and then applied the cool cream as we talked.She was going back to Mexico; she had hired people. How could you explain that?”Okay – devious mind, right? “Mom, I just got carried away that ONE time ... Dad and Haley will adopt him. Or her. Kinda keeps the DNA in the family name...”Haley smirked. “She won’t see the irony in that?”“I don’t think Mom does irony.”“Oh, come on, Deena. Your Mom’s not stupid.”“I just don’t think she puts that much thought into life. Kinda like a butterfly.” I think Haley’s kind of optimistic about Mom. I love Mom, but sometimes I see her in a different light than. I remember looking at you and wishing I could untie your trainers, slip them off, unbutton your jeans, pull them right down with your cute little boxers, lay you on your bench, slip your jeans and underpants right off, and watch you lift your weights in nothing but those sexy white socks of yours, whilst I sucked your stiffy for you. I wanted you then and there. I was so shocked that you wanted to tell me that very, very private and totally homoerotic secret. I always wondered why you told me. You won't tell our parents, oh, please don't tell them, they'll kill us both." I went right on, "I want you to fuck me, too, Owen, I want this big, hard cock in my pussy and for you to fuck me with it until I scream. I want you to make me cum and cum and cum. "Do my boobs feel good, Owen? I've wanted to rub them on you for a long time. None of the boys in my college can compare with you, here, feel this," I said as I bent over and rubbed my nipples back and forth across the head of his dick.