I began thinking about Weena and how good she looked in maternity clothes. I guess I'd only recalled women in ugly tent-like things, somehow trying to...veil themselves. Boy had things changed! Weena had some of the sexiest dresses and tops. She even had a suit for hospital meetings. In another few weeks she'd look like she'd swallowed a watermelon; right now it was only a football. I sighed and went back to the messages.There were two that looked interesting. One was from a school in Northam.. . G! Look at that TV!"I hated being called Jackie, but if I could get some of this most cock worthy chick, it would be worth it. I also hated when chicks used 'like' like she did, but again, my dick didn't care one bit."I know, right?" I replied with pride, even though it was my mom and dad's house.Jenny and I met on day one of the school year, just one week earlier. I was a senior and she was a sophomore. She had invited me back to her place. It was a fucking dump. An old trailer that had seen. I just hoped that this night goes as planned and it something she will remember for a long time to come. It had been almost twenty minutes later when Chris knocked at the door. He was all business walking in and instantly took control of the situation from the start just like I had imagined.His tone of voice had changed substantially since we last met him and he began to bark out orders to my wife, "I want to see those beautiful tits!"My wife was a bit stunned at first how his mannerisms had. "Remember what I said at breakfast. I am your mother and I am here for you. You need to have 100% faith and comfort with me. We are bound for life." Her words comforted me. It was beginning to warm up in the tent but it was still pouring outside. It was too warm to be covered now with both of us in the tent so we pulled the covers down below our feet. I wasn't embarrassed by my boner anymore and I just let fly. We were both laying on our backs. My left arm was under my mom's head and her hand.