Since he was one of the oldest residents-- meaning one who had resided there the longest—Henry had a key to the front door which allowed him to come...in after midnight when the door was locked. His room was on the main floor so he didn’t disturb anyone when he came in late, but he did not often go out. I mention this only to explain the story I am about to tell. Henry seemed nervous that evening. He paced a bit in the living room and finally went to his room. A few minutes later he came out. Work them out on our own. I guess it was for the best."She can help. I probably shouldn't tell you this, but she is living with her brother."Chris shrugged his shoulders and said, "So what." I mean 'living' with her brother. They have three children together."The car swerved as Chris swung his head to look at his mother. "You mean they are... like... like us?"Allison smiled. "Yes. That's why I said that she could help. She's been through it." They are like married and stuff?" Something like. Jennifer turned her head from the screen back to her son's cock looking for signs of a response. His cock was hanging just inches from her face and as she continued she felt herself getting aroused, she liked to be strict on her son, and she liked that she controlled his exposure to sex. She remebered feeling his breath on her anus and she began to shudder thinking about just how much she had enjoyed making her son inspect her pussy even while she could feel herself getting wet, she liked it.. Her skirt was hitched up around her waist with her thong pulled to the side and her shaved mound was in full view. The only parts of her that could not be seen were either covered by her clothes or the cum from the 10 inch dildo that was crammed halfway inside of her.I had my work cut out for me, and I had to do it quietly so she wouldn’t wake up thinking I had seen her in this condition. She never remembers anything when she drinks. She honestly goes blackout after a couple shots which I.