"Who are you?" she asked quietly, looking down at me and ignoring the big pistol pointed at her middle."Cap'n Foster's corporal, ma'm," I think I stut...ered out hoping my foggy brain would wake up soon. I sat up and swung my feet to the cold floor."Oh," she said, and quickly sat beside me on the narrow bed, shaking her head to the side so she would not sit on her hair. "I'm Francine. This is my house." Really?" I said, putting aside the horse pistol and holding down my trembling lance which rose. Before I knew it, having barely touched my own pizza (Hawaiian-style with pineapples and Canadian bacon), I slid into my own mother’s dripping wet pussy to fuck her at last. I could sense that she had been ... steeling herself for this moment, showing signs of relief in hindsight that I was intimate with my own sister and another man’s girlfriend. It would make me easier to seduce ... it also explained why Mom was so easygoing on us about it. Well, that and the wine, which might have also been. When the elevator opened they stepped in and Chuck hit 21. When the elevator door closed Chuck grabbed her and kissed her hard. Chuck could feel her breasts in his chest and she had a nice firm ass. His cock got semi hard on the short ride to the 21st floor. When the door opened they were still kissing and there was a couple standing there waiting on the elevator. As they stepped off Chuck said, "Good evening." They walked the short distance to his room and he opened the door. Sylvia stepped in. Thanks for that. Where’s the problem and I’ll get off now.” “The problem is with someone new this time, on the 1st floor for once!” Luke looked happy, as he didn’t have far to go. He was hoping that it wasn’t going to be the top floor again, as they are ALWAYS having problems. Instead of taking the short lift to the 1st floor he decided to take the stairs and see a different view, but got stuck as there was a huge pile of boxes blocking his way. Suddenly a head popped up and said. “Oh sorry.