I glanced to my right, at the phone recording this all. I winked for my mother watching us. A wave of heat shot through me.“Mommy! Harry!” squeale... my daughter.“Yes!” Harry gasped.My daughter must be cumming. I slammed my dildo into her asshole while she writhed atop her son. The pleasure surged through me. My cunt clenched. I drew back the dildo, needing just a little bit more stimulation on my clit to melt into rapture.“Fuck, Mom!” grunted Harry.“Yes, yes, I love your jizz spurting into me!”. " A small smile was playing at the corners of my mouth."Think about it real hardfor me, will you? He wants you very bad."Scott came back in and put a new movie in then sat back down. I stayed curledup on Diesels lap. He seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time massaging mybutt. I could see Scott spending a lot of time looking at me with a growingerection in his pants. He would occasionally shift around and try to find amore comfortable position for his hard-on.About halfway though the. .Present – Jack – in the half-destroyed Port-a-pottyI begin to wake up and feel like shit! The bastard Mike had a secondary trigger circuit on the Port-a-potty bomb I missed and it blew me to hell and back. I hear Masha telling someone that I would 'put the fear of God into any boy that comes close to our daughter' and correct her, "Masha that's not correct: I will put the fear of hell and me into any boy that comes close to our daughter."I hear Masha's voice crack as she answers, "Jack, my. For a moment, I thought hewas going to kiss me on my lips, but he didn?t. He kissed me like afather kisses his little girl --- on the forehead, quickly, chastelyand gentlemanly.Betty was on the sidelines observing the two of us. ?Oh, go ahead andkiss the guy! You know you want to, and he wants to kiss you, too,but he?s too afraid of how you will react. Let him cop a little feel,for cry bones! He has been patiently waiting for a chance to gropethem, and you play with them enough all night. Let.