I began leaving Mom’s panties in my drawer for her to find. It wasn’t already enough that Mom moved me into her bedroom and knew darn well I was w...aring her underwear to bed. I wanted more for some reason.I had only recently become fascinated with Mom’s white nylon half slip. To me, it seemed to come out of nowhere but I also know I ignored it for years before turning my attentions to it. I think it may have even been the one Mom wore the night I caught them in bed. I missed all the nylon of a. ?Let me do that,? she said, much to my pleasure.?Yes please,? I said, lifting my skirt like a good whore.Vanessa pulled my knickers down and left them draped over one ankle sothat they were just hanging there just above my high heel and then shestarted lubing up my arse with the lubricant. The stuff was cold andsticky but I loved it when she finally eased a finger inside me andstarted to lubricate my back passage. She pumped more of the lubricantinside me,?Use plenty,? I said, ?I?m really. I want to feel your cock deep inside me.”She climbed off me and positioned herself on all fours. I got up behind her and slid my cock back inside her. I held tightly on her hips and slowly started to slam my cock inside her. She groaned as her body and mine moved back and forth in unison.I looked down as I fucked her and watched as my cock slid in and out. It was an amazing sight and it made me slam inside her harder.As I fucked from behind I rested a hand on her butt. Her mature soft ass felt. Didn't work, and he blew his cork. Remember?"Sam nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, yeah, I think you're right. So what do we do? Take a gun and shoot the bastard?"Billy shook his head. "No way. I'm not shooting no cops, no way. We'd never see the light of day again. But the bitch, I say we get some revenge through her. Clete's crazy about the bitch, and whatever happens to her he feels quite hard, right in his pants." So what? What do we do? Kill the bitch? Cut her up and deliver Clete the parts in.