Uh Oh, we have a 911 call coming through ... OH FUCK – LOOK AT THIS!”‘U tease’‘He went to sleep reading - hope ur not mad coz I sent it to u...- I meant to send it to mom’‘u nearly gave me a heart attack - that’s not real is it? You meant to send it to your mom?’‘it’s real alright and yes, we send mom pics of each other all the time - plz never tell’‘I’d never tell – but tell me the truth – is it really real’‘It’s real alright we were talking about you and he went to sleep’G was talking to u. She often complained that I should have started fucking her as soon as I was buried inside, but I enjoyed the feel as she worked her muscles on my cock, but of course the most enjoyment comes from the movement so gradually I was doing what every man since Adam has done to his Eve or his “Bum Buddy” and began to move in and out in and out in the reproductive ballet all lovers perform to conceive c***dren or not. In those heady days of youth my stamina was strong and I could fuck for a good. It wasn't so much that she didn't want a man, she once told me, but more that she had no time for a lovelife, because she had to provide for her only son. Those times I figured she had either gotten lucky, or was staying at her parent's, who came over often. Amanda was a knockout, standing 5 foot 8 inches, bright, large, green eyes, which can captivate a person in their great depths. She always had a nice tan, though I never saw her suntanning in her ample backyard or at the pool. Amanda had. About a year ago, when Mom was in town, I was in my room with my cock in hand jerking off to a good orgasm in front of the mirror to watch myself cum and in walked Nan with a towel wrapped around her. “Jim, I want to – oh sorry I didn’t know that you weren’t dressed.” She stood there and stared at my stiff cock. I turned my back to her and grabbed my under shorts to cover myself. I felt Nan’s warm hands wrap around my body, her naked breasts pushing into my back and her hands searching for my.