Ginsberg had kicked off his flip-flops, revealing wonderfully high arches. I watched them play until it was time for lunch, which we ate with a couple...of their friends. Naturally, I got hard in the process. David put his shirt but not his shoes on to eat, and Tom stayed naked, which didn't help much.Tom grinned when he noticed the bulge in my pants."You guys are torture, you know that," I said. Ginsberg laughed."I thought you'd be bothered by that." No, I find it flattering," he responded,. Her orgasm seemed to last for minutes and I just kept licking and playing.She pushed me away and told me to get on my back and she started to suck my cock.She positioned herself so that Karthik, who by now was hard again, had a perfect view. He moved up behind her and rammed his cock inside her. She moaned around my cock and stopped for a moment while Karthik pistoned his cock in and out of her. He was forcefully fucking her and she could barely concentrate on my cock.Finally, they established. It was another piece of mymasquerade. "Please, come in." I stepped aside, allowing my sister toenter.Jennifer came in, eyeing the place. "My brother still keeps a cleanhouse," she said."Oh, he has a maid now," I said, the faintest trace of a smile liftingmy lips."He does?"I nodded. "Can I get you a drink?"I grabbed two bottles of water from the refrigerator before returningto Jennifer. She was sitting on the couch, eyeing me. By the look onher face, a cross between shock, confusion,. He got access to my already dripping pussy through the side of my petty coat. As I was in the anticipating mode he entering his fingers into my vagina. The first action of my son fucking me. Not with his manhood but with his fingers. I felt I am married again. Married to my son! I couldn’t feel anything but ecstatic as my son finger-fucked me to climax. After I climaxed I was anticipating that Rahul would fuck me and was ready for it but instead he went back to sleep.I have to tell you that by.