“My husband is an ‘Andy’,” she disclosed as she took a sip from her glass of iced tea. “He’s an asshole. I hope you’re not an asshole.�...I reassured her I was not an asshole and that not all Andys are the same. I could see her measuring me up, from head to toe and back again.“I can see that,” she declared, one hand on her hip and the other holding her glass of iced tea.“You’re a pretty good-looking woman,” I said, proffering a wink.“Thanks,” she replied, “I only wish my husband would take. I hope you understand my feelings. I love you, darling. Let’s take our relationship a step further.” “I love you too mom. Let your son enter your body once again, but not as a son but a boyfriend.” “Sure darling, let me remove my t-shirt and track pants.” My mom was not wearing any underwears. I think she was prepared to fuck her son. I removed my clothes and hugged my mom. She said, “Beta, now quickly enter me without wasting any time.” I did everything as instructed by my mom and started. Karen sat up, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around herself as the door opened. From his spot, Ryan could see her through a small peephole he had created in the blankets. He idly wondered when the last time was she had washed them. “Aunt Karen?”Rain stood there in her usual school outfit of tartan blue skirt, white blouse and blue vest. From his position, Ryan could see more of her white legs than ever. Even though he had just come twice, his cock gave a twitch at the sight.“Yup - I just got. Candace came in dressed in business attire accompanied by a familiar face.Preston-Emily inhaled sharp at the sight. Sarah walked in and looked at her with a smitten look, like a woman who finally was allowed to feel sunlight on her skin.“My Lord, how may I serve you.”She forced a smile, but her heart fell at the sight of the modifications that’d been done to this woman. “Please, have a seat.” It was incredibly complex. There wasn’t just a single hack, there was an entire structure intricately.