Her pussy was soaking wet and he could hear the slurping sound her fingers made as she stroked her clit feverishly. Ben was jacking slowly, holding of... his own orgasm to get off with the girl on his computer screen. His cock was wet with pre-cum and slid easily through his fist as he pumped himself.Hope let out a loud moan of pleasure and said, “Fuck, yes I’m cumming. Fuck, fuck I’m there.”Ben pumped his cock quickly and brought himself to orgasm, his cock erupted in a long stream of jizz that. Within their societies, sex was used for a lot more than procreation. What humans considered sexual promiscuity, bonobos employed casually to establish and preserve social tranquility. It had occurred to me when I read it that our own social conventions might learn a lesson or two from that. To her, what she was doing to me was the equivalent of grooming. She was treating me as one of her own. Yet, how could she find me attractive when I was a different species. My best guess was that physical. She was enjoying. Then I touched her lips with my finger and asked, I want to kiss you. She did not say anything but closed her eyes. This was an indication. I immediately kissed her left cheek first and then right. I was sweating to my extreme at that time. Then I placed my hand on her chest and grabbed her breasts. She moaned and said that some one would see. I got up and closed the door. I asked her that is she ever been ****ed. She said that she had a dildo and masturbates almost daily.. I walked directly into mom's room and Peter followed.Mom didn't flinch. She just looked briefly at me and then turned to Susan and continued to masturbate herself openly.Susan was so cool. She didn't cover herself. She didn't jump. She just looked straight at me and said "So you been fucking your mother have you, you naughty boy."Peter, realising that he had to grab control now or never, quickly answered for me, "Yes he has, and now you've also fucked her. I made it all happen and I'm not going.