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Mom Helps Out

... down. Timmy and Rich's mother, Lauren, sat on her bed in shock. She couldn't believe what she had just seen; her oldest son, Timmy, sucking his little b*****r's cock and then the two boys feasting on Rich's cum. She had been out at the pool and was coming inside to get the boys when she happened upon the strange scene. Her husband, Dan, had left her just one month ago for one of his assistants at work... A younger woman, of course, she thought to herself, bitterly. Lauren had married when they were young. She was 17 and pregnant with Timmy... very pregnant as a matter of fact. Luckily they were actually in love and had three k**s over the last 14 years, Timmy, the oldest, Lori, 12 and Rich. Lauren had kept herself in great shape through swimming and aerobics. Their sex life was great until about six months ago, when Dan had started becoming distant and seemed preoccupied with tit-fucking. She couldn't blame him, she thought, if she was a man she probably couldn't resist fucking her big tits either, but every night? Right now was an even bigger problem. She was convinced that the lack of a man around the house was turning her sons gay. Also, why had she become so wet at the sight of her two boys locked in a clinch? She saw Timmy padding down the hall in his trunks on the way to the pool. "Timmy, could you come in here a minute?" she said. Timmy turned into her room and leaned on the doorway. He saw his mom sitting on the edge of the bed in her white bikini. He liked that ...

... bikini, and the way it made her big tits seem even bigger and the way that her stomach muscles rippled in it and the way that the tiny mound pressed out the bottoms and the way her legs... His thoughts were cut off by her. "I mean come all the way in. Close the door and sit down. We need to talk." He was more than happy to, as his cock started to grow in his swimsuit. He didn't want her to see him getting a hard on and quickly sat down next to her. But there was something about the tone of her voice that had him worried. It was serious. He recognized the tone as the same one as when she told him dad was leaving. "What's up?" Lauren was at a loss for words. She wasn't sure how to start. "I... uh... Do you...?" Timmy noticed that she was getting red. "What is it, mom?" "Timmy... do you... do you like girls?" Timmy was unsure. "Uh... yeah... why?" Lauren stammered. "Oh mom, if this is a 'birds and bees' talk... don't worry, I already had it with dad..." Lauren gave out a little giggle, "No, I know... That's not it, Timmy." This was hard. How do you ask your son if he's gay, she wondered. "Well, what is it then?" Timmy saw that her nipples were getting hard underneath her bikini top. He tried to avert his eyes. Lauren took a deep breath and then blurted out: "I just saw what you were doing with Rich..." It was Timmy's turn to turn red. He felt himself get sweaty and ashamed. He hung his head and stared at the floor. "... and I wondered if you do that a lot with him and maybe other ...