He started to fuck me slowly. Gradually the pain reduced and I also started enjoying and upped my ass for a nice good fuck. Now he was pumping his coc... in and out. He told me that his dream of fucking me some day has come true. I was enjoying a lot.Suddenly I could not contain myself and at once I had my orgasm. But he was still left. He was fucking me continuously and I was lying motionless. I was aroused again by his fucking. He was fucking me for the past 20 minutes and then he changed his. Then she would join me in the bathroom while I scrubbed down. She'd sit on the toilet or the sink counter and we'd chatter away.It was around this time, about two or three months into my full nudity around her that I began to wonder if my mom was being tolerant of my nudity simply because she wanted me to feel comfortable around the house. I began to suspect that she might be getting a thrill out of my exhibitions. Up till then, I believed that we had never crossed overt incest boundaries, but,. I'm so close, I can even see the damp dark spot forming between your legs on the nightgown, getting wetter with each touch. It's only a minute from then that you sit up for a second, cheeks blushing. My dick twitches in anticipation, from the excitement of what may happen next, from the fear of being spotted. You never look at the window, pulling the nightgown off and carelessly tossing it on the floor, lying back down and spreading your legs wide.When you do, I unzip my pants and pull my hard. "Oh, I think that must be her third or fourth, Vicky. And that's just today." Vicky glanced at him quizzically, then understanding dawned on her and she threw her head back and loudly laughed. "Yes, you are right. And it's probably five." "What are you two talking about?" Monica asked. Sean answered her. "Monica, if you haven't noticed, that waiter is not the only person whose breath you've taken away today." Monica remained puzzled. Vicky answered the puzzled look. "Count the.