In dog style As soon as I did it she slipped a second finger in my hole and after that she got down on the floor. She told me how wet she was and she ...tarted fingering her pussy to prove it. I could hear her furiously fingering her beautiful sloppy snatch and she told me to keep holding my cheeks open so she could watch my asshole stretching around her fingers. She then told me that she was going to stick her fingers in her mouth to taste her juices and as she did, she slipped a third finger in. I put my hands on either side of her face, which she reacted to with a shiver that went all through her body. She smiled at me with so much love. I pulled her body up close to mine and said, “I love you Isabel Annabelle Chapman.”Her reaction was a simple, “I know Michael. I love you too.”“Hey guys, can I join you?” Katherine said coming through the door in a modest bikini.What can we say?“Sure thing young lady, you look very nice.”“I hope I didn’t interrupt anything, did I?”I now had my arms. Now right in front of his eyes my mom was topless and his boss was fondling with her breast. My mom closed her eyes. Soon everyone came and sat around my mom and all hands were playing with her body. One of my bosses planted a kiss on mom’s lips; mom pulled back, then everybody including my mom looked at dad for approval. He nodded his head affirmatively, this opened the flood gate. Every body started playing with my mom wildly and boldly. Soon they made her stand and on of dad’s boss untied. "Yes please, I just wouldn't feel safe with him behind me". His face turned to thunder and he was still screaming abuse as they threw him out.Throughout the season we traded shouted or mumbled abuse on every possible occasion. He called me a tart, which I quite liked, and I threatened to call the officials. Once or twice I got close enough to study his face and liked what I saw; rugged, outdoor features but handsome. Fascinating too was the permanent bulge in the crotch of his jeans; it was and.