I shook my head as the image of mom's long lean body arched up off the couch as she had made that incredible squeal was causing my c**k to swell again. I forced myself to focus on changing the bulbs, and when I had finished, slid the chair back and thought about how dad had gotten sick not to long after that causing me to forget about what I had seen. The last year however, I found myself thinking about it more and more, except suddenly the fantasy had gone from watching him with mom to me being the one she was playing with. Even when I had been with Julie there had been a couple of disturbing moments where I saw my mother, not Julie, moaning and squirming underneath me. I had even thought about talking to someone about it but felt too ashamed. Besides, I thought it's not like I was ever g
