When I finished my breakfast I headed out to the living room. Emily sent Hailee with me to go sit down while she cleaned up. My mind was racing with...erotic images and Hailee wasn’t helping laying there kicked back on the sofa and rubbing her belly up and down. Her shirt kept lifting up farther and farther until her whole belly was exposed. My cock was twitching in my shorts and wanting to be inside that swollen pregnant pussy.My cock sprung instantly to attention when I watched her pullher. I tried not to think about the sexual nature of it but I couldn't stop. I could feel the swell begin in my pants and I knew Mum would notice it any moment. She appeared to be concentrating on the passing scenery so I tried to wriggle myself out of this sticky situation. My movements only made things worse as I felt my erection slide right between the cheeks of her ass. I'm not sure if Mum was uncomfortable with the situation or whether her dress was the problem, but she lifted her ass. I silently prayed that Janet used only her body, not a strap-on or other toys. Strange, isn't it, for a mother to allow, even encourage her daughter to be in an older woman's bed, and yet to be concerned about the mechanics of their sex. I said sex, not love-making; I didn't think there was any love involved, except love for an orgasm. The picture of what they would be doing made me masturbate again; I achieved an orgasm quickly but I still wasn't satisfied.A quick glance at my watch and a. He snorted with surprised laughter – pleased that she would go to all this trouble for him. Grabbing her hand from his lap he brought it to his mouth, kissing her knuckles soundly. She looked at him shyly, solemnly asking – ‘You don’t mind do you?’ ‘Sweetheart – I LOVE you!’ ‘I know, John, but…’ ‘How could I mind?’ Pulling into the driveway we was amazed and amused at the number of things she had found to hang yellow ribbons from – there had to be hundreds of them and he had no idea how long it.