I had some time to settle my mind and do some sketching. I settled into the recliner in the studio and grabbed a sketchbook to start recording some of...my impressions from the Habitat for Humanity build. There were a couple of scenes that I wanted to capture.I looked around the studio trying to place what was wrong. I’d been gone three weeks and something seemed out of place. Melody’s loom was set up with a new piece she was working on. The props were still set from the last painting session I’d. Mia had placed a red blanket on the couch, she patted the seat beside her, inviting me to join. I nervously motioned to the window.“Someone might see me.” I worried out loud. Annoyed, Mia stood up walked to the window and pulled up her ripped t-shirt exposing her wonderfully perky breasts with pierced pencil eraser nipples. I instantly hardened at the site of her bare breasts. She lowered her shirt, walked over to me and took my hand, leading me to the couch. We snuggled on the couch watching. With heart racing I looked around in each room as I came to it. I heard voices from the bedroom. I opened the door. I stood there still. The scene before me froze me.I could see Karen lying back on the bed with her eyes closed. There was a face buried in the triangle of her pussy. Her body was jumping up and down and she moaned. The woman between her legs came up to kneeling position. It was my mother Sera. Mom had always shown an interest in my wife. "Oh Fuck, Mac when did you come?" Mom said. Apparently she was quite talented in that area. As she continued to suck, Mimi unstrapped the harness and nimbly stepped out of it.At Mimi’s behest the Blonde stood up from the chair, strap-on still dangling from her mouth. Mimi took her place in the chair; naked now, she opened her legs for Kat, who felt it must be an honor to be chosen to service the mistress. Mimi’s pussy, she thought, was tremendously beautiful: a perfect vertical slit topped by a very light patch of wispy black hair. Kat.