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I fucked Alex relentlessly that night after dad left for Biloxi. I smiled to myself when I saw him packing his thong underwear as I passed his room. That meant that he would be banging some escorts while he was away from home. A fact that verified that I should not have any guilt for banging his wife whenever I want to.While I was humping Alex on her knees from behind on Sunday morning, I slowly slipped the middle finger of my right hand into her incredibly tight ass pucker. “Oh, my gawd...Oh, my gawd,” Alex moaned throatily while her ass cheeks quivered while I slipped a second finger in and began to slowly drill them in and out of her rectum.Once I had Alex’s ass relaxed enough that I could easily pull my fingers out and then plunge them back in, I slowly pressed a third finger inside her quivering anus. “Do you like this, mama? Would you like to be my ass tramp?” I growled while I felt my dick building up for climax inside her drooling pussy.“Oh, my gawd yes...Oh, my gawd yes,”

It was Saturday night when everything changed - about a week into living in our new pad. I had brought my girlfriend back to the condo and when I opened the door quietly, darkness filled the place so I assumed Mom wasn’t in yet. We settled in with a few drinks and some snacks and everything seemed to be going great. Then there was a few seconds of silence in the movie we weren’t really watching when I thought I heard quiet sobs from somewhere. I hit the mute button on the remote and listened intently. Sure enough, a few seconds later I heard the sobs again, more clearly this time.I headed down the hallway and gently opened Mom’s bedroom door. A small bedside light lit the room in a soft glow. Mom was in the bed laying under the covers on the far side, crying into a growing scatter of tissues. “Mom?”She half turned towards me and then turned away again so I wouldn’t see her face. “Josh, honey. It’s okay. I’m just being silly. Don’t worry about me.” I might have taken her word for it

We don't have to go if you don't want to, honey.” Elizabeth sipped her coffee and watched her stepson carefully from across the table."It's not that I don't want to go, Mom. I'm just saying it won't be the same without Dad." Mike leaned back in his chair and ran his hands through his hair, calming himself and trying not to tear up in the bustling coffee shop."I know, sweetie," she said, rubbing his thigh soothingly under the table.Mike could see it pained his mom to think he didn't want to go on the pre-booked luxury holiday. He averted his gaze to stare out the coffee shop window. He always enjoyed their little lunch-time meetups, watching the people in the park outside, couples strolling arm in arm by the lake. He wanted that for himself. He felt more than ready to meet someone now he had got his degree under his belt and was working for his fathers company.Part of him couldn't believe he was still a virgin. It had become a source of embarrassment even though all his friends kne

The snow covered them and they laid back next to each other, red- faced and exhausted.After Mike caught his breath he turned to face his mom. "I didn't know the lengths you'd go to to beat me,” he said. “That is, to try and beat me."She rolled on top of him and slapped him playfully across the chest. "And I didn't know you'd push your own mom over to win a bet!” "Ouch! Just returning the favor!" Mike smiled up at her, amazed how beautiful she looked, so fresh-faced and happy. Her eyes shone and seemed to infuse him with energy. Then she did something which surprised them both. She leaned down and kissed him full on the mouth. "I love my baby boy. Even if you did push me over!" She searched his eyes, surprised at herself, her face inches from his, her brief kiss still lingering in his memory.Suddenly it was all too much for him. His lust and love for her, her intoxicating scent. Even her sweat smelled sexy. He reach up and pulled her gently down to kiss her again. "I love you too,

Not exactly, he thought miserably. He started to pace up and down, the fire warming him a few feet away. Was this the part where he spoke and regretted his words for the rest of his life? It wouldn't be the first time."What happened, honey? Stage fright?""What? Oh...no, not that." Mike decided to change the subject and go on the offensive. "Who was that guy?""Oh, that was Zack. He's a photographer from Vancouver. I've done a few photoshoots for the winter catalogs he shoots for. He's here shooting for a calendar.""Oh right," Mike said, relieved. "So, I didn't, like, cock-block him or something? I mean, you two were..." He let the sentence hang, not sure he even wanted to know the answer."Cock-block?" Elizabeth laughed. "No, not at all. He's a happily married family man. Strictly business, promise. Would it have bothered you if it was something more?""Uhm, no, of course not," he lied.He looked up and saw her looking back at him suspiciously, her head cocked to one side. She stoo