I went down to her legs and started cleaning them with a wet towel. Her skin was so soft, and when my fingers touched her toes, she shivered a little.... asked her if I can lift her gown till her knees, and she just nodded. Her fair legs were glowing, and it looked as if she had waxed recently. Soon I wiped her hands and neck. Then I asked her could she remove her gown? She was startled for a bit and then looked at me and said ok.She got up and pulled her nightgown, and she was wearing Victoria’s. Having everyday access to the most amazing body was unfathomable to me. That she was my mom who didn't mind was also unfathomable to me. Big, natural tits. Big, phat ass. Dresses like a porn star. Swallows like a champion slut. Impossible to impregnate at her 54-year-old age. My girlfriend, on the other hand, had small tits. Dressed conservatively. Refused to blow me, much less swallow me. Only liked one position during sex (missionary). She was cute but when I fucked her, I visualized my mom. I don't wanna even know your name no more." I liked how he was tryin' to do it. Persuade usto let him go, that is. But we couldn't take the chance like I said. Too manyboys has done gone missin' from round here by now, and Billy would talk. Ijust knew he would. He's the big-dick big-head talkin' type if there ever wasone. He might even go and git him a gun from somewheres and come back and shootus too, no matter what he said about not. Well, the evenin' went on from there. David he then took. She was like a kindred spirit. as we both had similar outlooks and views on life. A year or so later, Paul and I became the proud parents of a baby girl, Amy.Paul and I got together with Kristin and her husband, Greg, from time to time, and spent many evenings talking about how we would raise our kids so they would come to enthusiastically accept the family tradition.------------------------But now, I’ll skip ahead eighteen years to the first time I had sex with my son. After years of.