Shaking my head again, I press my eye and stare. Could it just be my imagination? A trick of the light, or the mind, an anniversary reminder of what w...s… I move away from the door, mind working. What shall I say? What will YOU say? Knees weak, I sit on a chair. My eyes on the door, jumping when the doorbell rings again. Where would I start? Some things must never be said, or told. I swallowed them long ago. I think now of what has changed with me. Wondering if I’ve really changed at all, and. I'm going to shoot my wad into your sweet panties." He thrust his hips out and Traci could hear the liquid sounds as his big dick shot wad after wad of hot semen into the underwear. Exhausted, John leaned against the bedroom wall, his wilting dick hanging from the fly in his pants.Traci walked up. "I'm ready to go now," she said as if John had only been standing there, waiting patiently.John held out the ball of cum soaked panties. "What do I do with these?" he asked.Traci shrugged. "I don't. I had more time to visit Robin and Olivia. Babysitting duties had ended when Olivia turned eighteen. Olivia proved she could be trusted and so she stayed home by herself or told her mom when she went out with friends. And Robin said Olivia always was home by a reasonable hour. We had not had time or the opportunity for another payment. But, the next step started to form.Olivia opened the door when I arrived. She was working on dinner since Robin was due home around 6:00 pm. Summer was. The finale of how I seduced and had sex with my sexy mom. On her birthday night, we got so horny and we kissed, sucked, bit each others lips. She kissed all over my face. I kissed her neck, licked and bit it. She closed her eyes and was breathing heavily. I kissed till her cleavage. She was scratching back and holding my hair. I knew it was the right time. I went down and lifted her nighty. Kissed her thighs and undid her panties. She was biting her lip.I saw it, for the very first time. My.