"One side, official business, coming through. What do you ladies know about what happened here?" Samantha and the others quickly explained what they h...d gone through. Even showed them the plastic remains of their abductors. It was a story they repeated to the National Guard after the troops had curtained off the town and sealed it up like a plague had broken out. With the physical evidence of the craft on the lot, the news crews were having themselves a field day. Not just the tabloid rags. " "What?" "What the hell is edging?" " It's where you masturbate and stay right on the edge of cumming but don't let yourself cum." Side Bar Has any one else heard of this edging thing? Is this shit for real? A person wants to deny them self I guess. So it's like, I want to go watch a ball game. So I get in my car drive to the field get my tickets and walk back to my car and just sit there. In the car. I don't go in and watch the game. Because that is what I want to do. And I don't want to. "When I say a lot, I mean in a special way," she continued. As her free hand stroked my hair, our lips touched. She whispered that they both wanted me. My desires were in overdrive. We kissed again, then I pulled away saying"I can not do this. I came to see Bethan."As I was getting up to leave she said, "You will have Bethan. We both love you." As if on cue, the door opened and Bethan entered, running to me, we hugged. Lyndsey quickly said she had told me everything. Bethan's smile confirmed. I had not imagined in my dirtiest sexually charged thoughts that my mom was so irresistible, and I would ever have the opportunity to feast on her luscious body. Her dusky melons, brown areola, and contrasting pink nipples begged for my attention, even as I continued to screw her.My mom had her pelvis slightly raised to help me have uninterrupted access inside her, and I acknowledged her kindness by increasing the speed of my thrusts.As soon as we reached the 25th minute of our venereal.