It slid up Mom's flat belly. Their tongues danced together, both groaning and whimpering as they shared their taboo passion.This was really happening....��Oh, my,” Mom panted when they broke the kiss. She fanned her face, her eyes wide. “You're really good.”“So are you.” Isidora squeezed Mom's tits. “Maybe I inherited that from you.”Mom shuddered then she gasped as Isidora leaned over and sucked our mother's fat nipple into her mouth. My futa-sister's lips locked around the nub. She suckled. My. The smacking stopped, but Heather continued to writhe in pleasure. Will turned his head as he penetrated her with two thick fingers, and his eyes met Sam’s. “That’s right, Sammy. Make me nice and hard for her.”Sam ran his hand down to the base, letting the girth widen his grip. He pretended his hand was Heather’s pussy spreading to accept Will’s cock. Tremors rendered his legs jelly, and he stopped fingering himself. His body quivered on the cusp.“I want to see.” As he spoke, Sam slid his hand. I clumsily search for you as I wake, reaching behind my body seeking your warmth, but my hand finds only the empty sheets that up until just moments ago, had wrapped us both in peaceful, loving contentment.“Come back baby, I don’t want you to go...” My words are sleepy but full of need.“I have to go gorgeous. Unfortunately, work awaits. You know I never want to leave you but tonight, I must go in,” you soothe back at me, leaving me wondering who needs convincing of that more, you or me.You sit. "You get things set up and I will be right back. I have some other things to get in the car," he said. "Yes, Master," Chelsea said and got to work up packing the basket and serving up the lunch she had made. He went back to the car and opening the trunk, grabbed a black gym bag out of it and brought it back to the picnic site. Chelsea looked at it curiously but didn't feel she should ask about it. But she was an inquisitive sort and couldn't let it go. She looked at the bag several times while.