Carter lay piss between her legs. He was naked. His face was barely a foot from his mother’s throbbing wet pussy. He stroked his cock as he complimented her on how she looked as she masturbated for him. "Mmmm, mom you should see how your pussy lips swell." "Tell me how they look, baby." "Mom, they swell and blossom like the petals of the Morning's Glories in our yard. As you get wet, your juices are like the dew on those flowers.” June tittered like a schoolgirl. "Is my pussy getting bigger?" Tom watched entranced as his son nodded his head. The blowjob intimacy of the scene was revelatory. He never talked to his wife in this way. His eyes flicked from his wife’s pussy to his son’s cock. His mouth went dry. "Mom, your pussy lips have always been puffy and open as though you want to fuck. Pee It's always been a light tan but now it's a deep dark, almost bluish-black." "Oh, Carter, I am always horny! There are times after we make love that I have to use my vibrator." "Mmmm, you are my slut mommy!" Tidal waves of emotions washed over Tom’s body. He was outraged at the intimacy of his son and his wife. He felt betrayed that his wife would share herself with another man. Finally, he fetish felt humiliation that another man, his son, could be this intimate with his wife. The tightness in his pants grew as his eyes flicked from June masturbating to Carter stroking his dick. His tongue snaked across his lips when copious quantities of Carter’s precum spouted from his slit. Tom watched as June reached her Pissing orgasm. He saw her hips began to pump rhythmically up and down. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on her body. Guttural moans issued from her mouth. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and kissed her lips before kissing the side of her neck. It felt good, but she Pissing wanted more. He then grabbed the bottle of water and held her head up to drink some. On the other hand a female that is a 28G would be a woman that piss has incredibly thin (nazi prison camp) proportions Pee but having breasts the size of prize winning watermelons. I don’t have time to argue. "Get inside now. I was in charge of the video camera. Of course the delivery boy might not take the bait. Sven's hands squeezed my hips, his grip strong and rough. It felt like there was a nerve running straight from my nipples to my clit. "I'm sure you will find blowjob one to do that for you." I reached down and spread my swollen lips for him. On left side to Katin is sitting her mom Sylvia. I let out a loud moan as cum shot out of my pussy soaking my fingers and my legs. As much as he fetish wanted to stop this it now had to run it’s course. She devoured my erection. I looked out at the table and saw a lot of faces, all looking at me. I started to get a little worried and then I felt Joe’s hand slide onto my ass. The tighter the better. —————— On his return from the airport seeing Karen off.