She had D cup tits, that in her early 30's were remarkably perky. Her long dark hair barely long enough to cover her nipples, and tanned breasts achie...ed from a long time of nude tanning. But she didn't think that would be a factor here. "I'm sorry!?" Olivia said. "Your tits Olivia, I want you to use them to make me cum, do that, the jobs yours". Olivia was shocked. She had only had 2 sexual partners in her life, and this was way outside her comfort zone. "A...Are... Are you serious?" Olivia. I used to stand in your bedroom door at night while you slept watching it tent the sheets. I would touch myself and wonder how it would feel in my mouth.”It was a stunning revelation. While I lusted after mom, she lusted after me. My cock pulsed, squirting precum into my shorts.“Mom,’ I said earnestly, “you have to stop talking like that.”“I did, Tommy, I did! Are we going to decorate the tree when you finish shaving my pussy?”“Yes mom,” I croaked, “we need to get this done so we can decorate. It always felt good even if she didn’t have any special feelings for the person invading her.Very soon she felt the hot flooding of male seed and the shaft withdrew and its owner walked away without a word. Her hand sought her pleasure button and rubbed the fresh cream on it until the pleasure came. Then she wiped the dripping with the cloth she carried for just such a need. It might not be long before another hard male organ would want to release in her.They only had entry to her female portal. A frying pan with eggs and bacon, an empty jug with some oranges next to it, a bag that Carly recognised from the local bakery and Spencer searching around for something to squeeze the oranges with."Have I told you lately how much I appreciate you?" Carly asked, smiling at her br*ther as she sat down. Spencer had found what he was looking for, and quickly filled the jug with orange juice."No, you have not," he answered in a quasi-serious tone. "But I'm glad to hear it." He brought the juice and.