” I could hear a particular emphasis on her words ‘love’ and ‘loving’. But I did not understand the relevance.After having dinner, we both w...tched TV for some time and retired to our respective rooms for the day. As usual, I removed all my clothes and got into my bed naked. This was my habit, which probably no one knew.Halfway through the night, I was shaken awake. I rubbed my eyes. I saw mom standing near my bed in a sheer white negligee. Her black colour bra and underwear was clearly visible.. I gently pulled her up to her feet and guided her over to the dinning table. I pushed my hip against the edge of the thick oak tabletop to test it's sturdiness. It didn't budge. I moved a chair back out of the way and Kristin began to help me move the others. Then I guided her to lie on the table.After a moment of positioning pillows beneath her I had her head rolled back off the edge of the table with her short blond hair hanging back. Pete knew what to do and was there grazing her face with. My head was spinning as I kissed him back and let my tongue do the talking. We were both so weak but managed to keep standing. We straightened up, I just left his cum on my pubic hair, and pulled my panties up over it. We sat down and panted as I leaned my head on his shoulder.The door opened. I forgot to lock it! My husband came carrying some stuff and just said: “Hi folks,” and didn’t even hardly notice us. I spent the rest of the day with my sons cum in my pubic hair so I could sneak a feel. Gillian raised an eyebrow and shot him a questioning look. “I took a friend of the family to her Prom after she got dumped on Saturday.”“Oh, that’s so sweet,” Maria gushed. “Who is she?”“Lauren Michaels. She’s been babysitting my sisters for years.” Josh felt the heat rising in his face as he waited for his laptop to boot. He risked a glance at Gillian and saw her trying to suppress a smile. Maria began typing and clicking on her laptop.“Damn,” Gillian murmured. “You old softy, you.”“It wasn’t.