While getting myself sorted, my eyes fell on my jewellery box. It had been my mum’s and most of the contents I had inherited from her. I opened it a...d started fumbling with her wedding and engagement rings. These were supposed to go to a daughter or daughter-in-law. I slipped them onto my right hand.Tommy was not down, so I got what we needed for our pizza; plates, tissues, condiments and beer. I flicked through the internet and found a film for us to watch and finished by sorting out our. ” he said.Judy giggled. “I love your cock.”“And I love your cunt!” Tony said, laughing with her. He placed his hand on her naked thigh. “I can touch you when I want to, Mother? I mean, you won’t say no?”“Never?” she replied. “You can touch me, fuck me, anytime you want.”Tony’s hand moved up her thigh, and Judy parted her knees, feeling awkward as she drove, but also enjoying her son’s hand cupping the crotch of her panties.Tony’s other hand fumbled with his pants, Judy felt happy when he pulled. “So. Fucking. Good.” Came the reply.I picked the pace up even more as my thumb found her clit. Emily was just muttering nonsense, her head swinging side to side - her large breasts bouncing up and down over her tiny frame with every thrust.I could feel myself getting close again and this time I knew I wanted to let go.“Emily? Emily?” She didn’t respond.“Emily? Are you on the pill?” I asked more loudly.“Huh?” she asked.“Are you on the pill? I’m getting close,” I said as I kept up the pace.“Cum. I know I have.Then Sunday rolls around and we close the cedar door of the sauna and the world is forgotten - all that matters is my wet cunt and his hard cock. He treats me gently or as harsh as I desire in that small hot room and I can not get enough. My son uses me and I love it!That sounds positively evil, doesn't it?Yet I don't care. That hard youthful cock gave me more pleasure than I had ever thought possible and though it was malicious of god to give it to my child, I was not strong.