Because he had already cum once his cock felt harder than ever as I wanked him slowly and lovingly with my boobs. Oona stretched out her arm, her mout... still full of Mike’s cock, and she touched Olly’s bum with her hand, stroking his smooth arse. I reached around and took her hand in mine as I let his prick slip from my cleavage and placed her small hand on my husbands cock. ‘I’m gonna cum’ Mike cried and Oona released him from her mouth and began to wank him off with her other hand. Seconds. You’re cool with me humping my son and daughter? What about Molly doing it or Phil doing it?” Angelica took a risk now and inquired of her lesbian sister.“Hey, as long as everyone’s happy and no one’s forced, right? Those laws are dumb-ass, anyway. I lost my cherry at fifteen to a MAN, I didn’t get raped, it was my high school principal, and I’m still not traumatized by it. Sure, I’m gay, so I didn’t enjoy it that much, but I got the suspension stopped and I got back on the volleyball team. He. We walked up to front door and walked right in. It was a very nice well kept house. We both sat in the parlor on a small couch. Mrs. Jean walked in with just a robe on and a towel wrapped around her head. I figured she must have just taken a bath, but she had makeup on. Mrs. Jean and granddad started talking about something and then they started to talk about me. Gramps told her I had reached "the age" and was ready. I was puzzled but figured it was some kind of old people talk. Mrs. Jean asked. Ayan. Listen. I have been trying to tell you this for a long time. I am tired of typing all this down. I am just done texting you. Now. This is what I want. I want you to come home. I want you to come home to your Mom. I want you to come home to your Mom and cum inside your Mom!!As Ayan got into the same taxi that had dropped him off at his hostel gate, just a few hours ago, but now with a raging hard-on that clearly swelled out of his jeans, his mother pushed her fingers deeper into her.