I live alone so I forgot to be conscious around you”, I tried to look dejected.“Oh no no, I understand son. I just didn’t expect that so I was a...little shocked”, she replied nervously.I smiled slyly, before gathering some courage,“So, did you like it?”, I looked at her directly.“Liked what?”, she sounded confused.“My size”“Danish! What are you saying?”, she was shocked, I could tell.“Arey aunty, just a casual question”, I was smiling.My friend’s mom composed herself before replying.“Yeah, it. The panties, as I put it, were for something for them to remove as she'd already be half naked under the bed sheets. We knew what we were there for, a hot night of Monica getting her brains fucked out of her and the lingerie just made it all the more sexy. Her colors were, red, black, pink and as I use to put it, virgin white. She would ask me what color to wear for her bull for that night or, day, I sometimes had her alternate, black stockings suspenders with white panties, white with black or. Yeah, the whole fucking (so to speak) island. It wasn't all that big or anything, just a mansion and some out buildings with servants. We gave them the week off.It got weird there for us. For two days and three nights we fucked. We fucked everywhere on that little island. I had gotten off the pill a month before and this was my time to conceive, so Conception Island. But I woke up that third day and completely freaked out. I mean I hadn't had an attack of any real significance for years, ever. “Oh, mom, it’s okay. You’re our mother, and we loveyou, you know that.” Alan got up too, and the three ofthem hugged. Their mother leaned back and wiped hereyes. “You know, you two, it’s probably not a good idea foryou to be, well, you know, even if you aren’t related.”She turned to Erika. “Surely, young woman, there areother boys at school you could date? And you, Alan,I’ll bet there are girls just dying to go to a moviewith.