By now she was totally aroused, and slowly whispered to me “ I want you.” . I was leaning on her and sucking her, at the same time started lifting...her saree from down. She slowly shifted the baby to the side and made it sleep on the seat. Now she was running her fingers through my hair and gently pressing my face to her breast and directed me to her other breast. I lifted her saree little above hers knees, and inserted my hand deep inside and started playing with her thighs, as I was playing. I apologized for not calling and told them that I had partied with some college friends that I had met and got too drunk to come home. I was nearly 19 now, so I couldn’t be punished and neither could my brother, since he had been 18 for a couple of months. My bother, James, and I were only barely 10 months apart in age. Apparently my mom had gotten pregnant fairly quickly after having me, being fucked by so many men during her d**g addicted years. She had told me that she had returned to work. She continued through her orgasm holding my body tightly. She reached down for my throbbing dick. I pushed her hands away. She rolled her eyes and went into her roommate's room and shut the door. I opened it. She told me to get out, that, “this isn’t even my room.”I told her that I didn’t think Regan, “would mind me inside of her private areas.” I knew this would entice her.We all flirted together nearly the entire time we knew each other. Regan would walk around in silk robes without a bra.. It was just the way our world was. We often shared meals, watching the lively banter between our four children, we parents smiling. Jim and Kathy Wilson became like us, just farmers, like so many in our world we relied on each other. One day I went out to the barn to find a tool I needed and found Kim and Danny looking flushed and guilty as they climbed down from the hayloft. I just found my tools and returned to work, Danny was now 20, and Kim was 18. I mentioned it to Sarah who didn’t seem.