Lacey leaned back and Brad separated her legs. He began stroking her thighs, moving quickly to her pussy. He separated her lips and inserted one finge... deep into her pussy. He began to slide his finger back and forth causing Lacey to moan and thrust her hips forward. Brad then added another finger which stretched Lacey wide. He then moved between Lacey’s legs and slowly guided his large cock into his waiting wife. Kristen moved to within a few inches to watch Brad’s big dickhead enter Lacey.. And it filled her mind with filthy thoughts of her son.As hard as she fought it, she knew that she couldn't beat it. It was pushing her toward the door. She had to find a man. She had to have a man inside of her. But, there was only man available...No, she couldn't let herself go to him. She knew that if she saw him, she would have to have him. Have him inside of her. Her dear, sweet son. Have her dear, sweet son inside of her. Inside of her, filling her with his hard, hot cock. And filling her. I kept thrusting into her, but slowly brought myself to a stop then fell back in my seat next to her. We were both saying, “Oh my god that was good.” Then Mandy put her hand on my chest and looked at me and started laughing. She then said, “That was fucking great! – Is this what you learned at Georgia?” I laughed and replied, “Yep!” She jumped over to me and did a light pretend bite of my ear and growled real funny at me. We got our clothes on while laughing and talking about our past. You're too young.''But you've already broken that rule, Dad. Anyway, why don't you just lay here and hold me. We don't have to do anything if you don't want.'I guess I had already handed control to my little head, because I simply dropped my robe and climbed in without a murmur.Rachel rolled onto her side, facing away from me, reached round and grabbed my hand, and placed it on a breast, while at the same time pushing her naked bottom into my groin. I might have been okay with that, except she.