Looking down on my mom's small naked body, she resembled a Russian teen gymnast with her small perky breasts, her flat belly, and her legs open in a f...ll split. Her hands were massaging her breasts, normally a prelude to an orgasm."Mary, I can't stand your torture any longer, please I need to cum, let me cum." She started to give Mary direction on speed and pressure that she wanted."Mary, move your hand to the left, a little more pressure and faster... "Mary lifted her face up, wet with mom's. . and I expect the same thing from them. I can see that you're a big enough man to really make me feel good... and that's what I want you to do," she whispered seductively, attempting to arouse him out of the fright he was obviously feeling.Johnny gasped at the salaciously moistened lips that had just locked around his bloated cock. They glistened with the faint light that was still coming through the library windows. He tried to swallow the parched dryness that had taken his voice."Come on,. Trina, I love you!"He pulled her close and kissed her deep letting his tongue dance with hers. The kiss made him tingle from his lips clear down to his crotch, making his cock hard again. Daddy leaned forward and fondled her breast holding one in each hand. He kissed them light then begins rolling her nipples between his finger and thumb, gently pulling them outward until they were erect.Trina arched her back, moaned softly, then reached for his cock and begins stroking it. She then kissed his. He decision was made. He quickly walked down the hall and came to her door. It was closed, but not all the way, and he pushed it open. Lauren was standing in front of a mirror, still in just the towel. She was brushing her long brown hair. ‘Logan!’ she said. ‘Let me get dressed, then we can smoke, okay?’ ‘You don’t need to be dressed for what I want to do with you,’ he replied, and walked swiftly across the room towards her. ‘Logan!’ she said, meekly, trying to back away but finding herself.