And I might as well share another secret: I came pretty close to giving you a grossly premature handjob right then and there.”“Why didn’t you? W...it, never mind, I know why you didn’t. Your husband was home.”“Well, there was that, yes. Back then I still held to my rule about not having sex with you while Bill was around, even though I was already having a lot of sex with you in my imagination. But even if I’d been of a mind to break the rule that very night, it wouldn’t have happened because I. He kissed the back of my neck and turned me over.My eyes had become accustomed to the dark so I could make out his features as he straddled me, moving his butt back and forth over my crotch. Rotating one of my legs and pushing it against my chest, he snaked his legs with mine and both of our bone-hard cocks banged and frotted in an incredibly erotic cock dance. I suddenly understood why High School wrestlers get those "bulges" we see on YouTube! My fingers went to his nipples as he wiggled and. Vicky…go on…don’t stop…ah..mother fucker….yeah…YEAH…unnnnghh…Initially i was shocked but after watching their action for a while i soon had a hard on…i forgot that the woman vicky was fucking was my mum..she was a lady….a full bloom lady…her nakedness made me drool…her breast was hanging down and shaking everytime vicky gave a thrust into her pussy…sometimes his hand will go and give her breast a tight little squeece.it drove me crazyTheir motion was so uniformed as if they had an understanding. I couldn’t sleep. Would it continue? I hoped it would? I shouldn’t think that.Next morning was Sunday and it was off to church with the folks. We were in the back seat of the car just like when were kids. What a weird feeling. I had avoided looking at her but finally our eyes met.I knew it then. It was not over, it was just beginning.The fantasies continued right there in church. I tried to stop but I couldn’t. Not here. NO. NO.I was never so glad church was over. Who can sit in.