*The light stands were in place near the bed as Liz sipped the last of her iced tea. I touched up the makeup around her eyes, leaving the pale natural...lips alone as they would be covered soon anyway. Liz shed her terry robe to reveal a pale sea green see-through negligee that she had changed into during her break, and lay back on the bed.“Ready?” I gave her an opportunity to pause, or even change her mind if she wanted. “Yes,” she smiled. I bound her in a spread-eagle position with ropes from. They were just so fucking sexy! My mom's sandy blonde hair, teased and layered, her puffy nipples, standing out from Sarah's tongue licking them. Sarah's finger *inside* my mother's hairy vagina, the look of sexual surrender on her face. Ahhh! My fingers were inside my panties before I realized it. My clit swelled slightly as I rubbed it, a trickle of lube covering my fingers and making my skin slippery. I felt my breathing coming up. What was I doing? Masturbating to pix of my mom? It was so. On one fine day Amrut introduces me to ISS site and incest stories, mom-son stories attracted me most, I have been reading and jerking imagining my mom I have been addicted to incest and without reading an incest story and jerking of imagining my sexy mom Hemalata I can’t sleep. I have always dreamt to have sex with my mom in my dad’s presence and either with his approval or by harassing him. After reading many stories I was getting confident that there can be some real incest couple and even I. I still did my own private test later, when I had time.I blamed the nanites for making me hungry again. Thinking of food made me think of Diana, who had been involved one way or another in every meal I had eaten since I retired six years ago. I mean, if I go out fishing by myself, I take the lunch she packed for me. "AI, where is Diana and is she busy?" Probably not, but what is the meeting about?" Someone mentioned that there are about a hundred of us up here. How many people does each ship.