I told her that we did talk about her having an older sister but it does not matter because I was happy she was visiting me! Megan said she saw my car...cruising around the area a lot and asked if I lived close by? I told her no but I do have many friends that live in the beach area and sometimes I didn't go home but spend the night. The more I talked with Megan the more I noticed how beautiful she was and I was rambling about stupid things when I should be asking her if she would be free to hang. ”“I guess you don’t love Jack.”“Yes, I do. That’s why I’m upset,” retorted Jenny indignant at the accusation that she didn’t love him.“Do you know what are the sensitive areas of his cock? Do you know how to massage his prostate gland to give him more intense orgasms? Do you know if he likes it when you play with his nipples? Do you know how much pressure he likes when you give him a blowjob?”Uncertainty entered her voice, “I don’t know any of those things.”“But if you loved Jack you would know. Instead of one finger, she started with two. This put Heather over the edge. She screamed louder than Connie had and had the most intense orgasm. Both women heard the camera and saw the flash. They looked at me aghast. They had forgotten that I was there taking pictures of the scene. They looked angry with me. They looked at each other and started to laugh. Heather pointed at the tent in my boxers. Connie whispered to Heather. They got up off the floor and came after me. I was a captive now. I. If our house weren’t so private, neighbors surely would’ve heard pig-like grunts. Mom was gyrating all over, her tits and hair flying, her knees buckling, until Luis stopped thrusting and let go of her. Mom fell onto her knees where she was left a sobbing, sweaty, cumming, and moaning mess as Luis leaned back in a deck chair in victory. It wasn’t long until I had to change locations to the hallway. Luis had grabbed a chunk of mom’s hair and basically dragged her inside the house, and into the.