We had a regular ritual where mom would get up and draw the curtains over the sliding glass door, then sit back down. That was my cue, and I would ta...e off my pajamas and wait for her to tell me what to do."Sometimes she would just have me stand in front of her and she would put my hands on her shoulders. She would tell me to spread my legs, and then she would put her fingers inside my pussy and finger fuck me until my legs literally shook with pleasure. The feeling was so intense; my knees. Au début elle n’y croyait pas trop, mais après avoir réussi à faire pourrir une pomme en moins de 30 secondes elle commença à passer la majeure partie de son temps libre à essayer de nouveaux trucs (le reste du temps à faire du cheval). Malgré quelques petites frayeurs (un début d’incendie, une ou deux crises d’acnés et une table fondue), elle avait rapidement appris comment se débarrasser de ses rivales et attirer encore plus les hommes. Sorts de chute de cheveux, de poussées d’acné dignes. I looked up and to my very great surprise I saw an old class mate ofours when we were in high school, I went with her for a while before Istarted going with Vera. She came over with a little girl about my size,and presumably age too.Francine and Vera hugged each other and went through all that "It hasbeen so long..." bull shit while the little girl and I just looked at eachother until the adults were finished."Who is this lovely little thing?" Francine asked Vera."This is my daughter, Carol.. Yet somehow it felt right. It had certainly been the most intensely pleasurable experience of my life and Jake had been more than willing.“No!” I told myself, it couldn’t happen again.I turned my head to face him. He smiled that familiar, boyish smile that always made my heart melt.“Love you Mum”. He said gently.“Love you too”. I replied.“Jake…”. I continued. Yes, Mum”.“You know we can’t do this again, don’t you?” The smile disappeared from his handsome young face. “You do know it’s wrong…we.