" She said, playing with them in her hands."The boys must love them." Yeah, they get excited and try to titty fuck me, but I don't think my tits are b...g enough for that... Do you?" I think they're lovely, dear. I'm certain you could give a nice tit-job." I was lying. I reminded myself to tell Mark that he should invest in a big set of falsies for her. "How did you like fucking fours boys at a time?" "Three." She corrected me. "They were all members of the Senior Football team and they were. I don’t know what, but I knew I was happier than I could remember being right then, holding Tony.That’s the way we fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning, I saw Tony still breathing smoothly. Our legs were tangled together and my dick was hard, as usual in the morning. I studied Tony’s body as he slept. He was on the track team. A slender but strong runner.I slid my hand over his chest to feel the hairs he had sprouted. I looked at his equally hard morning wood and wanted to suck on it. I think anyone who saw us would have known exactly what we had been doing that afternoon. Certainly Meg did. She was all smiles and hugs for us both. The children didn’t notice anything, of course. They were too caught up in their own world to notice something as subtle as our behavior. If it was a conspiracy between mother and daughter, I wasn’t going to resist. Meg had proven that she only wanted the best for Yolanda and the children, and she had come to believe that I was the right man for. He was pulling out of her hole further and further, seeming to want more sensation all over it. He wasn't getting enough, it just made him want it more. She was wiggling and shaking now from what appeared to be a whole lot of pleasure. Who would have thought that his mom would have felt this good, or responded this way? Not even she could have thought of being mutually sexually pleased by her son. And he loved every second of it. He was getting close he could feel it. His breathing was picking.