He brought her closer and they caressed each other.“Keep this secret, won’t you”“I promise maa”“You are so wicked, son, seducing your own ...other, kissing her, suckling her breasts! Can you imagine?”“You are also mean mother, looking like a goddess seducing me with your words, giving me erotic nightmares, taking your son’s penis and jerking it”“ I can’t believe I let you eat my pussy. Did you enjoy?”“So much maa, your pussy tasted sweet and your moans are so sexy!”“And you are so sexy son, your. You know, that one spot that basically strips away every bit of resistance in a woman. I then pulled her back as I sat down on his bed. I was in the moment and was so turned on by exposing her to another guy. I knew I wanted to do more. I reached around and unsnapped her shorts and slid them down. There, right in front of my friend David, stood my girl with her boobs out and now with her pussy on display. At the time she was nicely trimmed but still had a little tuft of hair. She was a little. My dampness increased a thousand-fold. I curled my finger and slid it into my vagina, my cunt. I moved it back and forth, up and down in my cunt. My breathing got heavier. I started squeezing my breast harder, tweaking the nipple. It must have been a remarkable sight for my son to see: his own mother pleasuring herself, her legs weakening, ready to buckle. At last, I couldn”t support myself in my evolving ecstasy. I laid down upon my bed never removing my left hand from my well-caressed tit or. . so . . .’ ‘Flighty?’ I offered, accompanied by a snort. I turned my head and told the two girls back there to pipe down, but that had no effect at all. You can’t reason with a Siamese cat being subjected to something it didn’t choose. ‘Sandra!’ Helen said. I always knew when she’d had enough. She called me Sandra rather than Sandi. ‘I’m just kidding you,’ I responded. ‘I know you’ve pulled strings—yet again—to get me this job interview. I think the world of you for doing this, and I promise.