I almost didn't go in there, but I didn't really have a choice. The world seemed different now that I'd had sex with my own mother. I waited for somet...ing terrible to happen and I felt sick with fear and guilt, or maybe just fear. I might have only wanted to feel guilty, because that would be normal, right?The fact was that I was afraid of the future, of the consequences, but looking back, I kind of enjoyed remembering the night before. If I had to do it all over again, I don't think I'd change. He was an Army recruiter to the school she taught at. He was 6'3" and muscular and very polite. I asked her if she would mind if I called him and she eagerly said no and gave me his number.I called Sarge and told him about Mary and gave him the option of either looking further into getting to know her better or dropping it all together and he thanked me. A week went by until he called Mary and made small talk verifying what I had told him. Mary was very excited about it and told me that. Alan broke into her silent revelry. ‘We’ll be there in twenty minutes, Kee. Not that I need to tell you.’ Glancing up into the rearview mirror, she caught his smile and grinned back. Alan had always teased her about the cabin. He liked it, but he didn’t feel that close bond with it like she did. Her gaze fell back to the evergreens going by. The SUV had barely come to a stop in the wide gravel driveway when Keely threw the backdoor open and bolted up the steps to unlock the front door. She knew. I instantly reached over and grabbed one of her big fat tits and gave them a squeeze, and Beth groaned louder loving the attention on her tits, and then she lifted the other up in her hands and began licking at her own nipple.My cock never felt harder in its life as i watched my own stepmother sucking on her own fat pregnant tits, and eagerly i ploughed on in my stepmothers cunt hoping this moment wouldn't end.For a few more minutes it didn't, then my stepmother wanted to change position, and.