"Yeah, no kidding. I mean, they’re okay, but my mom is like yours — very sexy. I saw her in bra and panties the other morning. Fuck, I had to jack...off three times to get over it.” They both chuckled.Watching them slowly jack each other off and listening to them describe me in lusty terms, was so arousing. My nipples hardened against my bathrobe, I felt my clit tingling and my pussy moisten. It wasn’t surprising. I’d got very close to my son through good and bad times and in recent months I’d. ‘I better feed you before I become supper.’ While Diane was preparing their meal, Ryan read the papers. He smiled. ‘Oscar is thorough,’ he said. ‘I have to admit he didn’t make the negotiations easy but you persevered.’ She set the food on the table and was surprised that he scrapped the food from her plate unto his. He reached over and sat her on his lap. She clasped his neck before snuggling. He began to feed her. Ryan feeding her made her feel like a little girl even his licking of sauce. I said in a tone of revelation, “Misty, you may explain that statement to your parents. They should know everything about what’s going on here.”Misty smiled and I waited for the bomb to drop.Misty weighed how to tell them the myriad of secrets we were keeping. I was thinking this discussion was about mutually assured destruction if any of this got out in public.Misty said mostly to her mother, but also glanced at her father, “I also need to tell you a few things in steps, so please let me. I responded in kind and as we pulled closer together, his hard cock was pushing against the bottom of my left tit and I could feel his pulse through it as we mashed our bodies together. Suddenly, I felt mike lifting me by my bum and neither of us were straining for the kiss as we were now the same height. I wrapped my legs around him and his dick was now beneath me, resting between my bum cheeks and I wriggled on it, sending shock waves through my rear end and obviously making him feel pretty.