Yes, I masturbated to the memory of that night a couple of times in my bedroom. To further the sexual tension, Ron went to his room and stayed for abo...t an hour. I was beside myself, thinking about what the three of them were doing.It was late Saturday night and a little before midnight when I got home from the theater. I tapped lightly on Ron’s bedroom door to see if he was still awake so I could wish him a good night.“Just a sec, Mom ... okay, come in.”It never occurred to me that he would. That is what is best for her. Her programming is too strong, particularly since it reinforces her own nature. Having someone else would devastate her even more than an unprogrammed woman.”“That makes sense. I thought Andy was programmed that way. But, Mary, I am surprised by the way you feel. I never thought of you as a mother, I guess. And, I am surprised Uncle Bert programmed you the way he did. Why did he leave you with these incongruities?”“I asked him to leave that one. Others he left for. I then ran my hand down her stomach to her panties and pushed them aside so that I could slide a finger into her hot slit.I gently fingered her for a minute or so, while I again kissed her neck. I could start to feel her legs going weak. I let her fall to the couch while I quickly stripped my clothes off, tossing them left and right, trying to get back to the action as quickly as possible.Once I was naked, my 7" member was proudly standing out, and I took the opportunity to guide this pretty. “Go for it girl,” she said. “It only hurts a little when it first goes in.”I took the head in my mouth and worked the shaft with my hand, my fingers didn’t meet around the girth, I remember how soft and warm it felt but was a little scared at the size, I was rubbing my wet pussy with my other hand to make sure I was really wet. He pulled out of my mouth and gently laid me on the carpet and rubbed the head of his penis up and down my slit then eased it in. He was really gentle, I felt my pussy.