‘Uh I don’t know Carolyn?’ he said. ‘I would feel a little guilty with you being my dad’s girlfriend and with my feelings for Shannon and al....’ The young man made no attempt to stop her from touching his groin, even though he has feelings for someone else. The hormones flowing throughout his body had other ideas, ones of satisfying his teenage lust. Carolyn slowly unzipped his fly and unbuttons his shorts, without thinking he lifted up his hips and pulled them down. He did not wear any. As I came in the front door, I heard moaning and grunting from the back of the house. Then, "Fuck me, Son, fuck me, oh, I love your cock."Well, what would you think? Not the television, I was sure of that, no, it was coming from the kitchen. I tiptoed back into the dining room and peeked around the corner and there was Mom, her skirt up, laying with her back on the table, her panties looped around one ankle, Will between her legs, his pants and briefs around his ankles fucking our mother as her. She had curves in all the right places.She had beautiful hair and she looked very attractive. She had a very slim and shapely torso. There was something in the look on her face that really interested me. Of course, these observances were taken from one tiny picture.My imagination kicked in and I wondered what it would be like to meet someone like her. Maybe I could dress her up in some of the outfits my wife refused to wear, I fantasized. Maybe I could get some pleasure out of just looking at. She immediately stood up and grabbed my hand, leading me out of the room. We passed by her boss at the bar and she said, loud enough for him to hear, ‘Be sure and pick up a poster or picture of Sky Blue and me. They’re right up front.’ She then leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and headed for a back room. Stunned, I simply stood there for a few moments, my pants wet from my cum, my shirt still wet from Marjorie’s sweat and my hopes of seeing her again nearly gone. I grabbed.