Finally he decided he liked the new arrangement, which wasn't that drastically different than how it looked when we started. Obviously exhausted, I sa... down on the couch. He asked me if I'd like a Gatorade, to which I quickly accepted. He brought it to me in a glass and, while it tasted a bit off at first, I didn't care and gulped the entire thing down, then leaned back against the couch.After a few minutes, I started feeling a bit uneasy as the room began to spin. I tried to stand, but my legs. ?" Your son is sixteen years old with an incredible babe of a mom. Of course I wanted to see you nude. Who wouldn't," he repeated.Mattie was embarrassed and flummoxed. Suddenly everything was on its head and everyday things suspect. She had gone around braless since he was a baby and thought nothing of it, even when common sense told her she should. She was not braless now, but certainly felt that way. She felt naked before him. And then she jerked as he drew her to him and cupped her breast. My till then frigid wife bent herself forwards over the chair and told the now stiff cocked again Charlie to fuck her cunt from the back. He didn't need to be told twice and stuffed it right up her vagina in one go. They thrust against each other like wide things until she shuddered again almost threw him off. Now she wailed like a banshee and both ordered and pleaded with him at the same time. "Fuck me hard, GIVE ME YOUR BABY CHARLIE!"Charlie's buttocks were thrusting rhythmically as he again. There was a small entryway just after stepping into the house from the front porch. Going down the entryway I opened the first of a set of heavy wooden pocket doors on the right and found a formal sitting room. Opening the second of the set led me into a formal dining area. The dining room and parlor were connected by a common wall which was divided by an oversized set of pocket doors. I was surprised to see pocket doors on a house this old. Even more surprising was the ease with which the.