How did he understand what I wanted? Surely it was a fluke. I know I talk to myself all the time, but I haven't made any effort to teach him to piss i... the bucket. Hell, I did call it the piss/brain bucket when I was trying to teach him the name of some of the things in here, but how in the hell ... Ah shit. Maybe he just saw me piss there and decided to do the same thing. I guess he had to go really bad. Surely he can't understand ... But dammit, what if he can?Absently, he washed his hands,. As of a sudden Billy looked me in the eyes saying “Mom, you are a very hot woman, you have a body to attract any man in the whole world, and I wonder why you never go out for fun?” My lower jaw dropped of a shock, I smiled saying “what?” he nodded smiling, and I checked my body while saying “who would want to look at an old woman like me honey?”Billy got closer, placed both of his hands on my shoulders, pulled me closer to him, he placed a very soft kiss on my cheek saying “mom, never. The sex with Madison’s mother was still great, but you found yourself thinking about your step-daughter more and more…That fateful morning, you heard your little girl leave for school (dressing before leaving the house obviously) and you knew your wife had already left for the office. The house was empty and quiet, but you tip-toed nonetheless into Madison’s room with a pounding, nervous heart. On the floor, carelessly discarded, you found your mark: her used panties.You plucked them off the. Remembering the night that I had spent with Bill, one month earlier, I had no doubt that Bill would please Eleanor. I was delighted to find that Len was every bit as good as Bill had been. He started by eating my pussy to two great orgasms. Then I insisted on swallowing his cock until he pumped his first load down my throat. After that we cuddled together and fell asleep before anything more happened. In the middle of the night I woke and found that there was a hand stroking my pussy. I felt.