I went over to her and pulled her into the shower room and closed the door. She was still too stunned to talk but I soon brought out of it as I kissed...her lips slowly and passoinately. She pulled away and looked into my eyes before asking why I was dressed in girls underwear?I sat on the edge of the bath and she sat on the toilet and I told her about how it turned me on and how it was also sort of my sisters idea. All the time we were talking she kept looking up and down my body staring at the. “I never knew. Sneaky, cum-hungry little tramp!”“Sandy doesn’t turn me on the way you and your mother do.” Barney admitted. “I married her because she’s so hot, and I thought I’d be fucking her nonstop until she was pregnant. I guess I discovered that dumb women don’t turn me on, though. You and your mom are a hundred times smarter than Sandy.” “I might like fucking her better if you joined us, though, Buttercup!” Barney’s expression became lustful. “Do you want to fuck other girls? Sandy’s. Aside from that first sweaty encounter in the backseat of a Chevy, Jamie’s entire sexual experience was with John. An outsider might say that their sex was one dimensional, that it lacked variety and spice. However, it is a truism of life that you cannot miss what you never had!This year was different. For the first time in her 50 years she had a cock to compare to her husband’s. She felt her panties dampen as she recalled her encounters with her son. Both were high risk, awakening the latent. He was in the throes of awild erotic passion as he carried on gazing at his gorgeous mother. Theseverely black satin garments were an aphrodisiac to his young eyes andthe sight sent him into a wild yearning to feel the slinky fabrics onhis own skin. His body reacted to his thoughts and his penis reared hardand pulsing within the confines of his trousers, harder than it had everbeen before.Elaine reached down her hands. and pulled him to his feet."Come with me," she ordered imperiously. "I'm.