I kissed Amanda softly and sensually, but only briefly. “Amanda?” I asked again, this time with more certainty. Mom xxx The way she seemed to look straight into my soul, it amazed me. I kissed her back passionately, overpowering her intense ferocity, pushing her back onto the bed. What if her number had changed? “What is it Mike?” my mother fired back, form the living room. Wasting no time, we went back to kissing passionately, our hands moving all over each other’s bodies. She let out a moan as I did that, and kissed me with renewed ferocity. So I asked, “Amanda, can I have something to drink?”
“You can finish my glass of wine. “Mom, Dad, I need to talk to you,” I yelled across the house, from the kitchen. I let her legs down, pulled my dick out of her, and cradled her in my arms. “… About Laura,” I started, before my dad cut me off.
