"Yikes! No fair!"Their tickling became a loving embrace and soon they were kissing, like lovers. As one, they lay back on the couch and with their lip... still touching they dozed off in each others arms.In the bathroom Sara had stripped down as Dan had adjusted the bathwater to her liking. For this bath she wanted it as hot as she could tolerate. Her only goal was to scrub away the feeling left behind by their filthy attacker. As Dan fiddled with the water Sara took her toothbrush and a large. She twisted her hips, doing an erotic and quite lewd bump and grind as her son licked his lips, his eyes burning between her slim thighs."Put it in, baby," she whispered softly.Ted seemed mesmerized, unable to move."You can put your cock in me, Ted," Joan said in low voice. "Stick it in my cunt, Ted. You can fuck me."His hands moved, sliding up her inner thighs until he grasped his cock. Joan sighed as she settled her cunt against the swollen prickhead. She felt her son's cock spreading the. "What's wrong with you?" She asked when I didn't move."I don't know how to dance," I said. She was about two inches taller than me. She took my right hand and placed it on her side. "Just sway with the music," she said and we started swaying together without moving our feet."You're riding home with us. My dad is driving the black Mercury with dealer license plates. Now walk me back," she said, dislodging herself from me."Wait, who said I was riding with you? How do you know who I am?" She was. . well... a smell to the pantyhose. The smell of lust, my mother called it." Holy shit," he said softly, adrenaline now flooding him. The last vestiges of sleep left like a rat from a sinking ship. "What did you tell her? Did you come up with something?"She paused for a while, almost long enough for him to think the connection had been dropped. Finally, she said, "I told her the truth."He couldn't believe his ears. She had told her the truth? The truth? Was she insane? Teenagers never told.