How remiss of me.I moan into my black, rubber, dick gag; saliva escaping from my distended lips to trickle down and wet my fingers and all the while P...ppa’s delightful digits are busy tending to the blossoming flower between my legs; smoothing out its swollen petals, squeezing its stiff stamen and dipping a finger into the nectar pooling at the entrance to its hidden delights.Somehow, amongst all the probing fingers and thrusting hips poor ‘Mr Shaft’ got trapped amongst the folds of my skirt. It had almost been a year since Lisa had any dick. She couldn’t take it any longer as she saw her self reach for her son’s cock. It felt hard, it felt good; it was ready to fuck her drenched pussy. As she marveled at the texture and its vigor, Tyson quickly stripped of his Mother’s clothes. He was finally touching what he wanted for the past few months. Mother and son stood face to face as they ran there hands over each. Slowly and lovingly we kissed and tasted each other, I sucked the wetness from her tongue and savoured it, she whimpered and pressed herself against me, her nipples, hard little pebble like points of desire. I ran my hands over her naked back, beneath her armpits, down to her hips while her own hands caressed my back.It didn't end suddenly, but gradually we seemed to regain our self control, God I wanted her so much, she had become more than my mother, much, much more, she'd become a beautiful,. They each received five minutes for fighting.“You just wait until I get hold of you two! I’m gonna kill ya both!” Abby stood yelling down at her brothers, and the others laughed at her. “I figured it would happen sooner or later, Peter and Derek having a fight.”“I hope they’re alright,” Vicky looked to them, sitting in their respective penalty box.“Holy shit Abby, I better not have any fights with either one of your brothers or you’ll kill me too!” Brad kidded.“If you don’t defend yourself,.