Fortunately, Tilly decided at that moment to disappear onto the old, disused railway line. He was able to call her knowing she would be at least ten m...nutes about her business. For once he was grateful. He hung about for four and a half minutes before walking on the seventy-five yards to the tree. No Deborah! No Tilly either so that was all right. He stood there continuing to call her in a desultory way.Deborah drove up three and a half minutes later. Richard had timed it."Hello!" she said as. She made a big effort to make it seem like a gallon of the stuff being swallowed. ‘That was awesome,’ he whispered. ‘Thank you, sir. Perhaps a tip is in order?’ she fished. ‘Yea, most certainly,’ he confirmed. She smiled at him, looking grateful. She sucked his flaccid cock into her mouth, and sucked it clean. Tucking it in carefully, she looked up at him. ‘I hope I’ve pleased you, sir,’ she asked. ‘Yea, really,’ he smiled. He pulled himself together, while she crawled across the floor, showing. She stood there open mouthed for a few moments glancing down at his half erect penis. Suddenly his fingers started to undo the shoulder buttons of her top. The buttons served no purpose; they were only cosmetic, but the implications were enormous. Brad was starting to undress her. She knew that she should have turned around and moved away but somehow she found her legs unable to move. Her breathing became heavy as the third and final one popped and it was then she realised that her moment for. So, no way do you try to make this private and jealous and you only, right?"He nodded. "I understand, mom. I'm just beginning to know how lucky I am, being able to screw my own beautiful mom. I-- well, I guess I was jealous of dad, getting into that wonderful cunt, when I couldn't. But now that you've fucked me, and especially since he set it up for us, I can't be jealous of him anymore. Something you said before--about when he came home and the three of us balling together--I've been thinking.