But now I had to tread carefully with respect to Ginny. How much about us did Mary already know? Did she know about my son's exploits? Did she care?Ma...y seems to be completely sapphic, yet that dildo of hers conjures up only thoughts of men from porn movies!It is clearly impossible for Mary to participate in anything where students may be involved, yet my youngest is only a freshman. My dilemma is that if I suddenly no longer dallied with my kids, they will quickly catch on that I have found an. . whatever," I grinned. "Watch ... or do ... up to you." I ... I just couldn't John. This was bad enough. But actually doing anything with you, or two you ... it's just wrong, really wrong." Oh. But you and Susan is perfectly ok." That's different." Oh? And how's that? It's still considered incest if that's your reasoning, no difference." Well maybe it is ... or isn't. Doesn't matter either way. It's a BIG difference to me. You are my son, a part of me ... I see it slightly differently, right. Winters in the Methow Valley commonly reached 20 and 30 degrees below zero.Plumbing was primitive: one cold-water faucet over an enameled cast-iron sink. The sink drained to a dry sump outside the kitchen wall. A weather-beaten privy stood in a weed-choked apple grove 50 feet from the house. The door of the "two-holer" leaned open, hanging from dried and cracked leather hinges.A smaller two-room, single story bunkhouse stood in fair repair across the main yard. A rock-walled root cellar lay. “I was going to lay down I want you to fuck me” she said “don’t you want too”.I think it will be better if you fuck me” I said moving her legs back over mine.”You can control how much you want inside you, I dont want to hurt you”I said .I then pulled her face down giving her a kiss “take it slow I want you to enjoy it”. I moved her panties away from her pussy as she sat positioned over my cock.She was well lubricated from her own juices in anticipation of my cock slipping inside her then sat.