I admit as I got older the sight of mums tits and glimpse of trimmed pussy gave me good food for wanks of which there were many.Mum had seen my cock w...th a semi on quite often as I was nipping to the loo and had joked that I would make some woman very happy, Dad only had a small cock so I think she was a bit envious.One Saturday night I had been out around town and went straight to bed about 1am, I got up to go to the loo and on my way back mum came out of her room we met on the landing.She was. Ma knew all the tricks and so taught Sue how to make sure I didn’t get blue balls in every way except shooting sperm inside her. I must’ve put some everywhere else on her body, like in her mouth and even up her ass like we watched Ma do every once in a while. Those penetrations were reserved for special occasions though.The preacher had convinced Ma and Sue that having a man put his sacred seed in their body was a kind of prayer and was a spiritual duty. When she was younger, Sue welcomed a lot. I could see her lips throbbing and moving slightly, probably much like my balls did when I got excited or warm. I gently moved her thighs apart and she eagerly moved with my hands, peering down at me from further up the bed.I had heard stories about the smell, usually told by guys I now suspected had never been this close to one except maybe when they were born. There was a smell, but it was deep and rich, it simply stank of sexiness and I wanted to wear it as a cologne. The sheer power of the. I can’t believe this is really happening. Can I offer you a dry shirt or something? You must be cold in those wet things.’ ‘Soldier, the way you were looking at my chest warmed me right up, I do declare. But I would slip into one of those fatigue jackets if you have one handy.’ I handed her the jacket and she looked at me for just a moment before slipping her shirt off, and putting it into the basket with the leftover food. Sitting there with her lovely body exposed, she smiled and asked, ‘You.