"You'd love to have me take this cock in my mouth, wouldn't you?"Jay nodded eagerly.Lifting her face, she ran her tongue across her moist lips, tastin... the juices from his cock."What would you do for Mother?" she asked throatily. "Would you do it for me, too?"Jay squirmed in his chair, placing his hands on his mother's naked shoulders. Shellie arched her tits to her son's crotch and rubbed them along the hard shaft, feeling his cock throb between them. She closed her tits tightly about his cock. Bill watched as the condom pulled off into his hand and he quickly reached over for a couple of tissues from a box on the bedside table.Bill also watched emotionless, as the man quickly wiped away the semen that was about to drip from the end of his cock, and then wrapped the condom in the tissues."Where should I put this, Linda? I don't want to make a mess somewhere." Bill watched as his wife sat up and looked around."Put it in the wastebasket beside the bed, I'll take care of it later." He. "They would come after us when this will be over, in any case," Michael answered to his friend, trying to keep it cool, "so I'd rather not be worried, already. Or they'll get worse."Rita scrolled her head, giving up to the whole situation: "You guys definitely know how to deal with a scared woman." And you still haven't been graced by our finest punchlines and dad jokes!"A genuine smile showed on her face and Michael felt relieved. He was also feeling other things towards her, but they were. So whilst thinking about last nights conversation - she had be probing me about what turned me on – I glanced out the window. And there on the washing line was some of her freshly washed laundry – a wonderful array of lovely underwear – a peach coloured matching set of satin bra and panties. A red and white polka dot bra, that she had very impractically worn under a white dress just the other day and then to my delight a very sensual black silk Basque, thong and suspenders. And finally a lovely.