Then mom got a serious face as she started to say something, “Ok everyone, now that were all on the same page I want to get a few things clear, Rand... and Rita, your father can never know of this, so you have to act as if nothings changed, Lisa, if you want to do anything with anyone here you’ll have to clear it with that person, and as for me, ill do what I want, since I’m the oldest “ she said sounding like a teenager. We all looked around at each other, agreed, and breathed a sigh of. I shuddered, and groaned low in my throat as I felt my lower body pulse and shake in the tortuous onslaught of burning orgasmic waves. My eyes rolled back in my head and my muscles locked as the orgasm rolled over me, crushing my mind and body in its all encompassing grasp.Then suddenly I felt a flood of hot liquids bubbling down into my belly as Spinozzo jammed his cockpole into my furnace of a cunt and sprayed his seed into me."Oh Wow!" He groaned, as he pulled loose and did up his pants. He. "Won't someone complain?" she asked naturally. "I mean, that very likely is your party!" She had taken one too many martinis."That is our party," he agreed. "We've invited everyone in the building, so there is no one left to complain." He had taken one too many martinis, too, she suspected with a smile."It sounds like everyone's having a good time," she noted congenially. "Excellent. They all sound too drunk to notice us at all!" he said. Liz couldn't tell whether he was trying to assure her. I was busy weaving my plans to seduce my son and never realized. It was difficult to say whether those photographs were of real mother and sons, but the message from the captions were crystal clear. My mind began feeling with excitement; I could feel my cunt getting moist. My problem was solved by itself. My own son send me mother son sex stories. I could not believe it; last night my son was masturbating while probably thinking about fucking me. I felt euphoric. Last night, I had been thinking.