So, with everything settled, Sandra stood back and invited Julie and Jeff in. As she closed the door, she pointed to the living room and said, “The ...thers are in there, so please go through.”Jeff certainly wasn’t going to complain about being watched by two of Sandra’s friends. If he saw them afterwards, he would just do his best to avoid them rather than risk any humiliating comments. He couldn’t avoid them now though, but then, on balance, at least with the spanking he would be able to go to. She was wearing a pair of pink and red plaid shorts with a matching red camisole. The shorts were extremely short and barely covered her small tight ass. At five-foot-two-inches, her legs were not long but they were incredibly nice shaped from all of the running she did. When she turned around he could see her nipples poking through the thin material of the camisole. Her tits were not large but appeared to be very nicely shaped and if he had to guess about a B-cup. With her curly red hair tied. I didn't want my family to have to deal with any complaints after I was gone.My sister in law came up to me and was crying. "She looked at me and asked if I knew this when I raped her?"I looked at her and said, "Yes I did. It's just that I always wanted you and knew I would never have another chance." I laid it on pretty thick. I said I was sorry if I hurt her. But making it with her was great."She said she always had dreams about having sex with me. She now wanted to do it with me one more. Her black hair made her face seem so pale in the dim light coming from the kitchen. She quivered there, twin points hardening on her breasts.”“Carter!” she gasped. Then she whirled to flee.I dropped the can and grabbed her arm. I spun her back to me and kissed her. I claimed my mother's lips, my hands gripping both her arms now. She squirmed, but she didn't pull back. She let me devour her mouth with mine. The forbidden delight of kissing my sexy mother rippled over me.My dick throbbed while.