I felt my cock twitching as it pressed hard against her crotch, “How was your day?” I asked and just as she was about to answer young Billy’s he...d appeared from behind the washer.“Fuck me mate, that’s some cuddle eh bro” he said with a giggle forcing Tams to turn her head to see who it was, I told her it was Billy who had come to fix the washing machine, Tams giggles as she whispered in my ear, “I can see his arse crack daddy” which we both found amusing.I gave her arse a quick playful squeezed. I couldn't love the idea of mother/son love more, and as they demonstrated it for the millionth time, they proved it again.Their eyes were closed, and their lips never stopped moving even for a second. I didn't let my hand into my shorts, but I still got slightly wet down there, as I kept my hand there. I surely couldn't risk physically touching my twat, because I'd blow the whistle that way.After a few minutes, her hands made their way down to his crotch. I bit down on my bottom lip and didn't. Why was I doing it then? Because my instincts and power-lust were insisting on it. And Leanne wasn’t just anyone. She was intellectually brilliant but emotionally stunted. And after tuning not just Leanne’s ass but her vagina and nipples, I was certain whatever deficiencies Leanne had in the emotional department would be overcome by her overstimulated sex drive.By the end of the week, I was seriously having issues with letting her go on Sunday. I was incredibly proud of Leanne, and at times I. “Let em suffer, they don’t appreciate this cock like I do,” Rita moaned.“And they don’t appreciate these tits,” I said as I sucked on them. “This ass,” I said as I squeezed her cheeks in my hand and played with her asshole, getting a few more moans from her. “Or this pussy,” I said as I picked her up off me and threw her on the couch and buried my face in her crotch.“Oh yeah that’s it! Lick that pussy baby, lick it clean!”I raised her legs in the air and licked from top to bottom, making sure.