That’s the end of our sex life. I try to turn him on, but I guess I need practice.After the session, she thought as she drove home….’I know, I�...ll ask Johnny to help me.’That’s when she thought of me, Johnny, her son. Not knowing all this yet, I was 18 and I loved my mom’s hot body and I fantasized about fucking her many times.That next day, it started. Mom came in my room after dad had left for work. She had on a see through night gown. I could see her big red bra, and red panties thru her. At last, we reached B’s Aunt’s house, which was a big bungalow with two floor and nice garden. To my surprise, B’s Aunt was another sexy lady in her thirties, with a good boobs and figure. My naughty mind started dreaming about having some sort of relation ship with both of them. She welcomed us and J introduced me to her and her mother. They had a house maid and she gave us soft drink on arrival. We then sat on the sofa for some time and after some time, food were served on the dining table. I. He just glared at Elvis, at all of us, for a moment.Then he regained his self-control. "No," he said as if talking to someone, "that is the way of vengeance, not justice." He turned back to face us. "You will take us, all of us, to your inner sanctum, Elvis. To the place where you sleep, where you think you are safest. That is where you will receive your punishment."Elvis tried to fight the command. We all did. It was no use. Elvis turned and led us up the stairs to his bedroom. . He looked straight at her. ‘Several reasons. One, I like you. Why should I hide it? Two, it makes you so deliciously uncomfortable, and you’re sexy when you squirm. And three, I think you like me too, you just need some encouragement.’ Sophia was speechless. How could he be so… direct? She’d been raised to be discreet with her emotions, especially when it came to people of the opposite sex. He watched her, knowing that was slightly over the line. She took a deep breath and said: ‘I’m gonna go.