“We’d better finish our breakfast, we’ve got painting and sculpting to do.”As we finished breakfast, I filled Mom in on the email exchange. I ...ould see her mind drifting off to plan the new sculptures as I spoke. As I suspected, the money, fantastic as is was, was secondary to the fact that someone wanted her work. As her mind toiled, I could have slapped myself to see if I was really awake and not dreaming. I mean, I was sitting at the breakfast table with my sexy mother, dressed in a skirt. " She was tough and I believed she would tell that story.Kim and I were quite a contrast. I'm 5' 5" with brown hair. Kim is about 5' 1" and reddish blond hair. We each weighed around 115 so she was just a tad heavier than me. Our breasts were both about 35B. Her breasts looked larger because she was shorter. My legs were of course a bit longer and thinner. Her legs were full and firm. Maybe she did weigh a bit more than me. She was solid where I was softer, if I do say so myself. I think she. ..then they each wet their lips and began to run their open lips up and down each side of my shaft...tongues occasionally ran out from their lips to tease me just a little more as they used their warm wet mouths to work me into a frenzy!! As they worked over my shaft I commented on how hot it was and they both just smiled at each other and began to kiss. We decided to move to the blanket on the floor, so he laid down on his back and she straddled him in the 69 position. I helped her blow him. She was so wet. When she told Ben to ‘fuck me harder’ he did just that. Her whole body shook as she had her first orgasm. Then another and another as she kept pleasuring me with a hand on my balls.Ben was really giving it to her now, his body was noisily slapping into her ass. I was determined not to cum before Ben, though it was hard not to as I watched him in action. I could feel him slapping into Irena’s ass while she sucked my erection. He was obviously very close to cumming as he increased.