...." And what, baby?" ... and... you, Mom!" he gasped, staring directly between my carelessly parted thighs. I did incredible things to my pussy to k...ow that my son was staring hungrily at my sopping crotch."Ohhh, Marty!", I gasped.Leaning down, I kissed him on the lips, not like a mother kissing her son, but like a woman kissing her lover. Surprisingly, Marty knew exactly what to do. He parted his soft, young lips and let my tongue enter his hot, panting mouth, slithering his own tongue past. This incident happened, 1 year back, when I was 29 and she was 39.As I said before, I used to visit their house not frequently but rarely also, that day when I went to her place, my life was changed. She was looking much sexier that day. I rang the doorbell, and she opened the door. She was in capri’s and tight t-shirt, but she did not wear anything inside, as there was no one at her place and I got the benefit of looking at her sexy curves. And to my luck there was no one at her house as her. “Liz said that Alicia is into genetic engineering stuff, so they are some sort of lab monster I guess.”“Liz? She’s here?” Kayla asked.“Yeah, they are all working together. Alicia owns the club. Her and Liz know each other from way back. They have all been behind the scenes this whole time.”“Do you know what happened to everyone else?” Jill asked.“Everyone?”Jill stopped and turned to look at me.“The other girls?”I stopped and looked at Jill, then at Kayla.“Scotty? What’s wrong?” Kayla. " "Don't talk that way about my slut of a mother you big-titted cum-queen!" He grunted as his hellish howitzer went off. This time he was not merciful in his aim, and no matter which way I turned on the desk, there was no hiding my face and tits from his meat-seeking salvos. It was like a firing squad and water torture rolled into one, precious air hard to find between blasts of nut gunk. They came so fast and thick they could almost bruise the skin. In no particular order I took blasts to my.