I was enjoying myself so much, it took me a moment to hear her asking me, "You ... had better put on a condom, Johnny ... unless?" Unless, I want you ...o have my own baby brother or sister?" Yes, I don't care, but if you do ... now is the time to do something about it," she said.I pulled out and pushed back inside quickly as I said, "Is this a good answer, Mother?" Ohhh, oh, dear," she was saying as I was sinking deep inside the same pussy I was conceived in and came out of.As I started to fill. And you have quite an imagination." She chuckled again. "How do you come by it? I mean, where do your ideas come from? I mean, you're sixteen, but you write like you're, I don't know, twenty-six? I'm assuming that this story is made-up, that it came out of your head, that you didn't really experience it." "How do you know I didn't experience it?" he asked. She gave out a small laugh and wagged her head. "Well, honey, for one thing, you don't know any older women—I mean like the character in. Gemma now giving me a full tease she gets to her knees and starts to lick her way up my cock, licking around the head then down my shaft my cock now swollen to the max her hands run up my chest and back down to assist her mouth with some gentle tugging on my length. I look down and get eye contact with Gemma she looks at me and asks " how shall I take it " A short think and I reply with " well I haven't had a tit wank for a while " that dirty bitch look in her eye and sneaky smile appear and. I answered, “I’ve done more than look at your pussy and it didn’t cost me any more than to take you a school dance.”She smiled, turned to her daughter, and said, “I used to let your Uncle fuck me for a candy bar and a soda when I was thirteen.”I said, “Apparently her price has gone up if I only get to look at it for a shopping spree.”Melody laughed and said, “What if we let you do more than just look…for say…a whole weekend…forty-eight hours…both of us naked…and you get to do whatever you want.