Maybe dad’s guilty pleasure with the hill girls and mom’s guilty pleasure with her city girlfriends have kept each from marrying again.Anyway, mom...has never owned me and never coming to meet me at school, I grew up as a stranger from her. Only when I was in college, she came to meet me once or twice, having perhaps felt some guilt about me, but it was like boy meeting girl, as she was only 17 years older than me and quite a bomb, and it was an awkward meeting, not like a mom-son meeting, and. I wondered how he would react if he found out that had happened.Friday night came round and I received a message from her this time, simply saying, A or P, your choice.I messaged back, I’m not sure what you mean.She replied instantly, Do you want to fuck me in the ass or my pussy, it’s your choice.Instantly I got a hard-on thinking back to their fuck session, and almost shot my load in my pants visualising her arsehole been penetrated by him.I replied, How about we see what happens when it. Finally, she decided that a muffled mumble was better than no response at all. In between her increasingly loud moans, she managed to say, "I we-theeded ehh. Mmmm!" What was that?" Ron asked.Katherine saved the day, saying, "She said she reseeded it, Dad." But then she giggled and added, "She really likes seed. In fact I think she's going to get some more seed very soon. Aren't you, Mom?" That resulted in another burst of giggles.Forced to speak again, Susan could only manage another even more. . . I don't really have any suggestions and I haven't experienced any problems since I had the very same surgery as you" the doc quipped."Well, I have an idea. Why don't you just keep doing what you're doing when you're around her and let's see what happens," I suggested. "Are you serious?" he inquired. "You're ok with another man flirting with your wife?" he questioned."Up to a point I suppose, especially considering the circumstances. Besides, it's kind of a rush to know that other men are.