After a good five minutes she said “God I’m so turned on” as she said that I unbuttoned the clasp, pulled down the zip and said “Lift up” as...she lifted her bum up I slid her pants down so they rested just above her knees, she had massive black knickers on.Running my fingers over her mound through her knickers she said “Oh my GOD” as I rubbed her at a steady pace, after another few minutes I slipped my fingers under the elastic and slipped into her soaking cunt, finger fucking her for a few. She slumped forwards, supporting herself by placing her hands around my ankles. I could finally breathe properly again, and sucked in huge lungful’s of air. Karen rolled off of me and slid into a sitting position on the floor. Her hair was plastered to her sweaty body. I could see it glistening on her skin in the lamplight. “That was fucking amazing; you may have some more wine.” She stood and picked up the wine glass and rubbed the rim around her sopping pussy, coating the glass with her. I suppose it was all down to the experiences with my Mum this morning. It was no longer just a case of disembodied sounds - we'd actually seen how it affected her.The sounds were increasing now and I heard a loud grunt from my Dad. Had he just pushed it in? I remembered the big black vibrator this morning and tried to picture what it would be like for my Dad's cock to be doing that instead. It was difficult. I found myself longing to see what it looked like. My fingers eased between the. What Dennis was doing made Lois’s legs grow even weaker. Warmth flooded her, far more warmth than the shower alone was responsible for. Her loins were aflame and once more she knew the wonder of the young man’s creative love-making. Dennis loved doing what he was doing to Lois, and the fact that it had such a visible effect on her. He attended to one breast thoroughly, then the other, leaving her gasping for breath and trembling. He transferred his caresses to her back and was equally thorough.