Oh well. My mom and aunt were in the living room talking, laughing and watching tv. I laid down on my Mom's big bed where we always had sex. I had a h...rd-on and was horny. I had not masturbated or had sex with my Mom in a few days, hoping today was the big day we would get it on and I could release all the energy. I closed my eyes and tried to drift to sleep, when I felt someone pulling at my arm. When I woke up enough to realize what was going on, I realized someone was pulling off my shirt,. I walked down the hall to exam room 1 and pulled his chart from the slot on the door. Vincent Chapman, his name was Vincent. He is 36 years old, 6’4, 228 lbs., his blood pressure and temp were normal. Here I go… CHAPTER THREE I rapped softly on the door and entered the room. There he was, wearing nothing but his underwear (navy blue boxer-briefs!) and a huge smile. His body was beyond perfect, his muscles were big but not huge. Before I knew what I was doing my eyes drifted down to the bulge in. Or at least he had performed oral sex on her... she refused to do it to him, but always accommodated him with a hand job. However, he had eaten her many times, which he loved to do, and therefore had learned a good bit about the female sex anatomy from up-close. But this was his mother's sex he was staring at... it wasn't right. In spite of that, incredibly, he began to get an erection.The guy slipped his hand between Allison's legs and began to rub her swollen lips. "Ah, very wet indeed. You. I literally crawled back to Robby with my tail between my legs as I dedicated ‘our’ song to him, ‘You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling.’ The band was playing when I reached out my hand to Robby, and while the band sang the lyrics, ‘Baby, baby, I’ll get down on my knees for you…,’ I dropped to my knees with tears in my eyes, ‘Please give me another chance, let’s bring back that lovin’ feeling…’ ‘Robby looked me in the eyes holding my face in his hands and whispered, ‘Let’s go to the motel.’ Robby.