It's as if someone had a carrot growing out of his head. When you look at him you say, "there's a carrot." When you look at my mother you say "she's c...te". That's probably one of the reasons she still looked like a k** approaching forty. My mother also had "It". The "It" that Monroe had to make men come to attention, the "It" Elvis had to make all the women wet when he picked up a guitar.On the day I was massaging her neck and the world changed, she had never looked sexier to me. If I would. After a minute of sheer pleasure, I began to speak,eager to know what had made her so horny. She quicklystood up, and put her finger to my mouth to shush me,before my words were fully out.Stepping back, leaning against a kitchen worktop, mybeautiful wife dropped her gown. Her breasts – the mostbeautiful I had ever seen – were sexy and swollen, andher pert nipples stood out in a display of sexualeagerness. I glanced at my pussy. Her tuft of brown herglistened with the water from the. “Julie!” my mom stammered, but Aunt Suzy leaned over and stuck her tongue in my mom’s ear as she whispered something. Mom remained expressionless as she sat up on the couch as my uncle continued eating her out. My aunt sat up and walked over to my sister.“Did you have fun with your cousins?” my aunt asked my sister.“Yes, very much,” replied Julie, as she stood there with cum running down her thighs. God she looked like such a slut, and it really started to turn me on.“Good, so did your. We try not to tease them too much before we kiss each other on the mouth, with tongue, and make them think we are lesbians.Daddy told us we were being mean, and we should stop. He said that besides not being ethical to show fake interest, it might be dangerous, if a boy got mad and decided to get back at us by raping us. Sammie actually gagged at the thought of someone besides daddy with his cock inside her.We went shopping, as always, and found some different styles of lingerie to get daddy.