It was as if I’d forgotten everything that Myra Tinkwell had taught me. I pounded my nine-inch cock all the way inside my mother’s sex until the k...ob banged against her cervix, again and again. My hands were digging into the firm white flesh of her buttocks. My flame-haired mother’s mouth was wide open gasping for air as I massaged her quivering breasts. Her muscular buttocks were undulating lasciviously in rhythm with in and out shuttle of my cock into her fiery sex. A sensation of absolute. Then I came in and she asked me to have dinner there only. I said ok then she gave milk to her child which allowed me to see her full boob and then her daughter slept and she went to kitchen to prepare dinner. I too filled her to help her and in the mean time we chatted many things like gf , affirs etc she told me that she is missing her husband very much.By the time dinner is ready and we had food and then she went to kitchen to clean vessels. Then I realized that this is very good opportunity. I know I did and am ready for the new day.”I smiled to myself at that greeting but replied with a good morning back to Allen and life just seemed to go on as normal. I could not help myself, I had to look at Aunty Barbra’s legs and tits. When I looked up at her face, she was smiling slightly having caught me scanning her body. Well can anyone blame me for that? I’m just a red blooded healthy American boy after all.Mom had made ham n eggs with hash browns and her home-made biscuits and set home. ”“Looking all hot and distracting to the customers.” I said with a smile.“I think you were the only one that was distracted.” The waiter brought Rob’s lunch and I busted out laughing, it was the same thing I had ordered, I reached over and took a fry from his plate and dipped it in my catsup. We finished eating while making small talk, Rob reached to my thigh and gave it a squeeze before running his fingertips up to my crotch, I looked around quickly but no one seemed to be paying.