"Come on, cough up the keys. You drive like a maniac. Late or not, we'll get there faster if we don't have to stop for a speeding ticket, or to help s...meone out of a ditch your lane-changing forced them into." I haven't gotten a ticket in years, and I've never forced anyone into a ditch," Nancy retorted."That's 'year, ' singular, and the latter says more for their driving skills than yours." Deborah now stood with her hand out for the keys."Two out of three?" Deal."The two shook their right. I guess that fucking your mom's twin sister is almost the same as fucking your mom, so actually fucking your mom would be OK." I thought her logic was a little screwy, but what the heck, if she was willing, so was I. My mom stood up, dropped her robe and laid down next to me. I took her in my arms giving her a deep kiss and as I rolled on top of her, she spread her legs and my hard cock found the spot and wham o, I was inside my mom. She moaned saying, "Oh sweetie, you feel so good inside me.. He groaned and, giving up the struggle, moved his own bare feet to her sex. Now it was Kate's turn to whimper, as he ran his toe along the crease of her vulva, down underneath to her sensitive anus. She wriggled and her tits wobbled invitingly before Sven's eyes.Kate ran her hands along Sven's thigh, and he gasped as she reached his trapped erection. She moved forward and kissed the tip of his penis through the cloth, and Sven felt his heartbeat in his ears as he sang to himself with the. Yes, all in all, it went pretty good, she thought, all but the incident of seeing the student in the cloakroom. She smiled wryly. But even that was not a catastrophe or a foul-up. It's funny, she thought. I suppose I should have reported the boy, or admonished him, or something, but ... my goodness, he just stood there, looking at me, and stroking his ... Umm—his name is Calvin; fourteen, I guess ... he just kept stroking it ... thick and stiff for a fourteen-year-old boy—umm ... Should I.