Linda followed close behind looking cheerfully excited about something and they all sat down to lunch.The men continued their discussion during the me...l, but Jean and Linda were silent. Linda was daydreaming about Jerry Walters and Jean was trying to sort out her confused emotions.Just as they finished, Cindy Walters knocked on the door and Tom and Paul stumbled over each other to answer it. Jean's eyes widened as she saw how mature her son's new girlfriend was. For some reason she was. Maybe he should have told Laura what he was up to. If only he'd told her what he hoped to accomplish, she certainly would have agreed with him. She'd heard them arguing; she'd believe he was doing the right thing trying whatever he could to make them stop once and for all.As Chris continued listening - he still didn't want to listen, yet their voices were so loud he had no other choice - he soon thought to himself, it's just about time for mom to drop that big bomb she always uses to end these. He took a deep breath and turned around to face his mother.The washcloth was now on John's chest and Peggy, still looking down, was treated to the sight of her son's cock, still hardening and growing towards her. She was almost in a daze as she looked up into her son's eyes. As they stared at each other, John took his mother's hand with the washcloth and moved it down to his cock. Peggy seem completely lost as she washed her own son's cock and balls. Her hands were trembling and the cloth. Her ass was nice and taut. Her breasts didn’t sag at all. All perky and waiting to be released from the prison called ‘bra’. Her stomach was flat and toned up. “Do you like what you see?” she asked me with a wink. “I love it!” I said as I got up and went towards her.I took her in my arms and did what I wanted to do for a long time. I put my face between her breasts. Those soft perky breasts were wonderful to feel. I put my hand behind her and opened her bra. It fell down on the floor. With my.