"Now this is something I could get used to," he sighed happily. "A beautiful woman on each arm ... What more could any man ask for?" You are such a pi...," Melody giggled. "If you really had both of us to satisfy you'd be dead within a week." Ahhh, but what a way to go," he sighed just as his stomach let loose with a ferocious growl."It sounds like the top hog needs to be fed," she giggled again and rubbed his stomach."I'll get it," Malinda said jumping up and rolling off the bed."I'll help you,". Sometimes she'd close her eyes and rub her pussy til she came then rinse her pussy. Man did that make me cum hard. I did this from when I was 14 til I moved out when I was 20. I still mastubated rethink inking the image of my mom washing her sweet hairy pink pussy. She had light brown pubes. Her panties were never ever stained but her pussy aroma was sweet smelling and always got me hard. I always found her sweet brown pubes stuck on the crotch of her panties. I also had two older sisters too. “No, look, she’swatching us.” I turned my gaze to the camper beyond thebed of the pickup and sure enough, there was my wife’smother, pressed against the large bay window of thecamper watching me fuck her daughter. I paused for a fewmoments, looking to see if she was really doing what shewas doing. Then I began moving my hips again. I found myself turned on by the idea that my mother inlaw was watching me, watching me have sex with herdaughter. I found myself thrusting. “Baby, what’s wrong?”“I’m sorry Nate,” she mumbled as tears flowed again. “I wanted today to be so special, but I don’t feel well. I need to lie down a bit.”“Sure, Baby.” I pulled back the covers to let her lie down. I felt her forehead for a temperature, and while it didn’t seem too warm, it was a little elevated. That could have just as easily been from crying. I gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll get you a glass of ginger ale, and let you rest.”When I returned, she appeared to be asleep. I.