They were expert enough to know how to handle newbies like myself it seems.As well as the Club's web site, I searched the Internet on topics involving...'incest' and especially 'mother-son incest'. I had more than I could possibly read, but I followed up on many of them. Most were fictional some claimed to be factual, I began to enjoy all of these.Though my masturbation sessions had halted those first couple of days, they slowly started up again. To the point that I was pumping my seed more often. You reach around your back and undo your bra so that I can hold your tits in my warm hands. As your bra lets go, you let your hand slide down my body to caress my pants - to discover that I am getting quite aroused.As I caress your breast with my left hand, I slide my right hand down to your pants and flip open the button on your jeans and slide down your zipper. You try maneuvering yourself a little better so I have unrestricted access to your hungry pussy.As I slide into your underwear, you. " Mythrusting calmed down a notch, "But, even more than that: you've got toask me to do it."I have to ask her to do it? To "have fun" with my wife? Or she leaves?I looked at Jennifer. Asleep on the couch - she looked like an angel;the top button of her blouse was unbuttoned, and the hint of a whitelacy bra was just barely visible along the edge of her open neckline.Untouched by sun, her soft ivory breasts rose with each slow, deepbreath. Her honey-golden hair was splayed out on the pillow. To be honest I have fantasised about all 3 girls and their Mum who is an ex-dancer and still very fit. At a house party 2 years ago Claire (the Mum) and I had a very passionate, drunken kiss and fondle in the kitchen which lead to both of us performing oral on each other but we had to stop as we heard someone walking about in the hallway. Anyway, that’s a different story all together.Right, where was I? Being friends with the family and working from home I have seen the girls most days over.