Then, I suddenly pulled out my finger and placed my lip immediately. She sucked it sweetly. I was totally tempered at that time.Suddenly, we heard a s...und of someone coming out from the room. We acted like watching a movie. It was my aunt who came to drink water. I suddenly got an idea and shouted aahh aahh. Aunt asked “What?”. I said, “There are too many mosquitoes here”. Then, she said, “Yes there will be mosquitoes, you both go to the second room and sit in AC, there won’t be any. As I finished my first glass of wine, Mrs. Clark poured more. She had finished mixing the stuffing and had the turkey out. I’m not sure if it was the wine or that I never watched someone stuff a turkey, but I was mesmerized, it was erotic somehow. I watched her pull open the legs and reach her hand deep inside the opening, pushing the stuffing in. I imagined what it’d be like to have my legs open like that, a thick cock pushing in deep inside me. My eyes were closed and I think I moaned aloud. A wide brimmed hat. A beard. Fake moustaches. More than enough stuff to disguise two nude bike riders. To disguise a mother and her son.It was just after eleven at night when I finally got home. I'd been in my room for only about five minutes before mom appeared in my doorway. She found me sitting at my desk facing my computer. All I had on were a pair of boxer shorts. I'd been waiting for her. I'd already started up my laptop and opened the home page of the Onancock Nudist Society.Mom didn't. After all, we both had hands.My head stopped close enough to feel the warmth of my breath on it, inhaling his musky scent..."It's not any easier waiting," Paul said. "Go on, just treat it like jumping into a cold swimming pool. You'll get used to it."I closed my eyes...And I felt his cock brush against my chin.I opened my mouth and swallowed, taking a little more than his head. It wasn't bad, maybe a little rubbery and salty, but if I could just block my mind."Dude... she's a guy, I'm not.