He just nodded and didn’t even ask what or why. I was a little non-plussed by his seeming indifference. I thought maybe he guessed it was something ...o do with Marge and so didn’t want to know. As the week went by nothing more was said. So on Saturday we did our usual weekend chores and at 5pm I kissed him goodbye and drove to where this so-called conference was to be held. Marge greeted me and then Dominique arrives. Both were dressed normally with no indication of what might be brewing.. ’ ‘It sure is different,’ he replied as he picked up the basket, which proved to be quite heavy and walked towards the shelter. ‘Let’s see what we’ve got.’ She followed him up the beach carrying the small bag that carried their belongings. The shelter was about four metres across and two metres deep, it’s floor covered matting on which were spread some large cushions. The hut was otherwise was devoid of any other features. They each sat on a cushion and pulled back the elasticised cover of the. "Harvey's Florists" read the sign on the van. I parked the car and headed for the house. I had a set of keys so that I could come and go as I pleased while I was there. I heard music coming from the house. I opened the door and got the shock of my life. It seemed that "Harvey" was delivering more than flowers! There was my mother, flat on her back in the middle of the living room, getting fucked by this guy who wasn't much older than I was. My jaw dropped to my feet and I stood there in. "What do you want, Thelasis?" I growled. "Tell me."Her eyes smoldered with Her lust. "I want your manhood pounding Me hard and deep."I felt a sneer on my lips and Shifted. I was now facing Her well-muscled back, my shaft still against Her perineum. I jerked Her firm, well-rounded, buttocks tight against my pelvis. I shifted my hips allowing my knob to fall between Her lips and into the vestibule to Her center. I wrapped my sword arm around Her and thrust my fingers in between Her moist petals.