"I don't know," he said in answer to her question."You certainly don't sound too concerned about it," she said.He placed one hand beneath each of her ...highs, raising her legs slightly. Then he pushed down on his cock, aligning it with her wet-and- ready pussy."If we get caught, we get caught," he said in his most charming manner. "What's to worry about?"Just then the tip of his penis touched the puffed-out lips of her vagina, and she sighed in hot excitement. She no longer worried about whether. I love your cum. I'm gonna cum again too!" She suddenly arched upward and howled as her second orgasm overtook her. As we came down, I collapsed on top of her. We kissed tenderly. Our lips moved together, our tongues lightly tasting each other. I couldn't help but think, my mother is my lover and I wouldn't have it any other way. At the same time, I still respected and regarded her as my mother. We rolled over onto our sides, she kept my softening cock nestled between her pussy lips. "You can. Butted up against the top portion of the bed, and against the same wall as the headboard, was a tall, wide dresser. An antique, I think. Though Frank, a blue-collar guy who worked in some kind of warehouse, wasn’t the type to go around collecting antiques. On its doily were squirt bottles of lube and strips of condoms (magnum-sized) and in the top drawer on the left, various sex toys, including a penis vacuum pump that Frank, amusingly (to him, anyway), had tried on me once. I wasn’t into. I guess Tami must have too, 'cause he sat down in another chair."Mrs. Bryant, I don't know if you know our distinguished alumni. This is Robbie Tate," he said nodding at my favorite redhead. "Varsity football and baseball, the recent play contest and one of the best GPA's in the high school."Mrs. Bryant smiled. "I'd have to live in a cave not to know about Monster Girl. I think both my boys have crushes on her." Mrs. Bryant has two boys in the middle school," Mr. Hollowell explained. "Dalton is.