" If there's a good time to be had I think I can safely say your mother is going to find it," Roger snickered."Well, true. Sometimes I think my mother...is old enough that she ought to grow up." That implies that you think you're grown up." God, horrible thought when you put it that way, isn't it?" she sighed. "At least you have to admit it's better than just sitting on her butt and watching TV. At least I usually can find something interesting to do." From the stories I've heard you tell, it. My uncle lived with us at the behest of his brother. Someone to watch over wife and son. He did much more than watch. They would keep up the appearances of distance during the day, but after retiring, I would hear one or the other of them creeping along the hallway to the other's room. By morning, they would be back in their respective beds. This arrangement went on as long as I was in the home, and presumably afterwards.Neither my uncle nor I were amazing physical specimens. We were modest in. It was soft and flat. No fat at all probably. I just smiled and pinched her hip. She just gave a low pitched “Oww”, and slapped my hand. We were just giggling till the end of the movie.The semester holidays had started and we both had to be separated for over a month. We were both living in towns connected through the same route so we used to go together and I’ll drop her off in her town and then I’ll catch the next bus to my hometown. This time too we had decided to travel together and got on. “You were getting pretty wet down there.”She rolled onto her back and opened her arms and legs to him. Ron eased his manhood into her as he lay atop her, feeling her smooth belly against his. He held her head and kissed her lips. She twined her legs with his. “God, this feels good,” he said.“Feels good to me, too,” she replied. Ron began taking his pleasure with a combination of thrusting and rotating his hips to maximize friction on his glans. “You’re right,” she panted, “nothing beats.