"What d'you reckon's the ultimate sexual taboo?"
"Gawd, I dunno, buggering the queen? Although I'll bet old sailor boy Philip's done that in his time. Animals?"
"Nah, I reckon incest is the ultimate sexual sin. Sex between a brother and sister...or a mother and son."
"Mother, what brought this on? Why are we even having this conversation?"
"Because we're both a bit drunk, and we're both broadminded adults; and because night after night I've been lying in bed listening to you and Jacqui banging away next door for hours like rabbits, and trying to remember the last time I was even touched by a man. I've rubbed myself raw listening to you two at it. Not so much since she fell pregnant though."
"Yeah, well, she says we've got to be careful for the baby's sake. And with those sleeping tabs the doc's given her she's dead to the world the moment her head hits the pillow these days."
"It's not fair, Peter. I mean, I'm not an old maid, I'm only 52, and I still look pretty good for my age, don't I? Well?"
"'Course you do mum, you're lovely, well fit. Any bloke in his right mind'd be proud to have you."
"Good, I'm glad you said that. I reckon after a couple of weeks without your regular nookie you're probably feling nearly as frustrated as I am."
"Yeah, well...Jesus mum, what are you doing?"
"Hmm, I can feel you've got a nice big hunk of meat inside your jeans there, I think that deserves a better look."
"For Christ's sake mum, stop it! Leave my fly alone...oh Jesus."
"Do you like the feel of my fingers wrapped around your big meaty cock Peter?
"No, I don't like it, this is wrong. Stop it, now."
"If you don't like it it's funny how stiff you're getting."
"I can't help that, it's just a natural reaction. Look mum, this isn't right, I'm going to bed now."
"It's nice to feel a man's cock twitching in my hand again. I wonder if it'd like my lips and tongue sliding around it even more?"
"For god's sake mum, I...oh shit."
"Mmm, you taste nice Petey. You're bigger than your dad, too - and getting bigger by the moment. Mmmmm. Wrap your fingers in my hair, I like that."
"No, I'm not...ahhh, fuck. This is so wrong, Jacqui's just upstairs."
"And as you said, dead to the world."