” We began to talk and after several more Spotted Cows, I could tell my interest in him was mutual in me. “So, you seem like a non-stereotypical...gay guy. What’s your story?” I finally asked. After taking a long drink from his beer, he began to tell me his story.“Being gay was the last thing that I ever thought I would become.” He began. “But an experience in college changed all of that. My buddy Carter was from my high school, and we both had girlfriends all the way through school. When. She continued "So when I saw you at the door, I had this strange feeling that I am a wife rather than a mother! I was both, a wife and a mother, in this house. When my husband died I was supposed to become just a mother to my son! But at seeing you at the door, I thought I became a new wife! A wife to my own son! I stayed the same but my husband's changed. I can see the man who looks as my new husband is my own son! But what can I do?"Mom handed over a cup to me while I got filled with lust and. Carol moaned, then took a cock in each hand and started rubbing both cocks on her tits. Pre-cum coated her nipples.I moved down to be between her legs. I started spanking her cunt with my hard cock. I couldn't stop. I kept slapping her very wet and open cunt. John had moved so that he was slapping her cheeks and mouth. He teased Carol by bringing his cock to her lips and when she tried to suck it in, he would pull it away. Carol was in a pagan all-consuming lust. Her eyes were. Then I got your real arsehole in the camper after you started acting ‘slutty’. You told me to open some Prosecco, drank a huge glass then passed out cold, so I just turned you over on the day couch and took my chance for a nice tight fuck.”“No you didn’t,” she laughed, slapping me, “Anyway you don’t like that anal sex stuff much, I already know that.” Leaning closer and whispering now, added, “But you did have my pussy you randy bugger, I woke up knickerless and leaking this morning, bloody.