”“Well, perhaps,” Marla replied, turning to pour the coffee.“Why didn’t you, Mother?” Sally asked. “Bob would have done it. Wouldn’t y...u, Bob?”Bob looked up at his mother shyly and nodded his head.Marla set her cup down on the sink and looked at her son. “Would you have, darling? Would you really have fucked me, your mother?”Again he nodded.Marla stood still, thinking. She would have taken his cock eagerly, but after they had finished, she had left them and gone to her room, wanting to be. I liked my fingers. I started to masterbate and I could feel another wave come over my body. I came again all over my chest and stomach. I was exhausted and felt amazing. I drifted back to sleep.I woke up in the morning determined to get my own bra and panties. I went to Kohls and went to the mens section. The suits were across from the lingerie section. I browsed the suits and looked around to see if anyone was watching. It looked empty and I walked in the lingerie section for the first time.. Very quickly after that, the guy below her in her pussy started pumping his cum deep inside her as well. She could feel someone help her stand, looking up to see two more guys helping her into the bed room. Once in the bedroom she was laid on the bed where one of the two men moved to sit so she could suck his cock, as the other entered her from behind. She didnt know who the guy was, but was feeling so odd that she didnt really care anymore. She started to suck the guys cock as the other slid. No one was there. I waited for about 45 mins, but nothing.Next day I went back and the same thing...Nothing. But the little white Ford was there, but no one in it. I went back twice more and no cowboy but the Ford car was there. So I just waited until the owner came back. (Me being nosey) I waited for ages and was going to go home when a woman came into view with a little white Scotty dog. She was about 60 – 65. Not very tall and quite plump. She was wearing one of those raincoats 1950's.