She ran her hands lightly over her skin as she sighed in pleasure. She'd had no idea she could feel this good. The combination of hot sun, cool water,...and nakedness made her feel free.I watched her hungrily from the edge of the trees. When she lay out on the rock, watching her fingers brush over her full breasts, her legs parting then closing as she stretched and arched. My mouth watered and my cock throbbed. I could hear her sigh as if I was beside her, as if my mouth was brushing her skin and. I could definable go for some supper,"I said with a smile, knowing that he was an excellent cook.I sat on the couch watching t.v. as my uncle prepared some chicken and vegetables. I stole glances at his arms and chest as they moved, and watched his muscled that lay underneath his tight shirt. He smiled at me as I tried to steal my fifth look. I smiled back and and turned my head back to the t.v. awkwardly. In an attempt to recover, I asked about the progress of dinner."Well, it's pretty much. " She orgasmed I ate all her tasty juices, I then went over next to her and asked her if I could fuck her through her wet pussy; my dick had gotten extremely hard again. The sound of it seemed to shake her out of her sexual frenzy and in a small, pleading voice she said "No." But it was more of a request than an order. I said, "Mom, we've both been drinking. In the morning neither of us will even remember what happened." After some argument she finally agreed. Mom was now on her back with her. With my two dads I was parented the same time in two different ways. While my legal dad taught me to love and respect mom, for that what she was for me, namely my mom, my uncle, my biological dad, and grandpa taught me all about her being. In our family and all places we were together, there was one rule, only one rule... this wife, equal if I'm told it's my mom, equal if I'm told by my legal dad to call her mom is nothing else but a WHORE, SLUT, BITCH, CUNT, HOOKER, and that way I was taught.