Does your mother know about this?
Know about it? Hell, she’s been fucking little Joey herself, Becky replied with a fair amount of sarcasm in her tone. I wasn’t criticizing, just asking, Aunt May shot back. My erection was rubbing on my bed as I moved to meet her thrusts and I felt myself getting more and more aroused, but Becky beat me to the punch, groaning then stiffening and shaking through her orgasm.
