My mother's plump lips sealed on mine. It was not a motherly kiss. It was a lover's passion. That ecstasy we had shared that Sunday afternoon when we ...ad only loved each other. Her futa-cock pressed into my stomach while her leg hooked over my waist and Spice's and...Her pussy pressed against my futa-cock.The twat that had birthed me engulfed my clit-dick. I groaned into her kiss at the ecstasy of her pussy. The pleasure felt so taboo and so pure at the same time. This was where I had come. They would have met in the middle of me if they could. I was a perfectly balanced conduit for cock. A double fluid channel. My mouth swamped by salvia drenched cock. My pussy juices giving James cock the ride of its life. Oh fuck I felt good, especially as he also fingered my arse.It was all a blur of hasty action but I was aware of it all. I was a double duct of pleasure. My mouth and pussy making me so happy together. I just accepted it as stunning as they swapped over positions; my body was. ” The wheels in my head started to spin.“I swear I would never tell anyone. Please, Mr. Somerville.”“I would need some incentive to take that kind of risk.”She looked up at me hopefully, “I can give you twenty bucks plus the money for the beer.”I took the money in her hand and closed the garage door behind us. I moved in close to her. “I tell you what you can keep the twenty bucks if you will show me your tits. That way we both have a reason to keep our mouths shut.”“Wow, that’s rather. ‘Craig is coming home soon. He’s had two years working on his grandparent’s estate in the north of Scotland and is buying bulls in Scotland and England and bringing them home to supplement our breeding lines. I must introduce him to you.’ ‘If he’s anything like you, no thanks.’ Sir Alec grinned. ‘He’s like his mother.’ Fiona burbled, ‘Ohmigod, couth, good looking and educated. Make sure you introduce him.’ ‘Yes,’ smiled the three-times widowed businessman, a little sadly. ‘Off you go Fiona. I.