She swam for a few minutes, did some more stretches and danced back up to the cottage. The look on her face was pure happiness and I wondered if someo...e was going to get laid. It certainly wouldn't be me. Even my toys didn't appeal to me at that time. I set the cameras up by the laptop and went to get some lunch. As I ate, I leafed through some of the magazines I'd picked up in town. The copy of Arts and Artists was the brand new issue and there was a lot of information about new shows, new. "Go ahead, finish what you started."Megan was shocked at what her mother suggested. "What?'"I said finish him. You can't leave his like that, his balls will be sore, now go ahead, finish what you started." Mom, I am sorry, it's all my fault." You fault, his fault, it doesn't matter, just finish the job, or should I."Kathy didn't wait for a reaction for either of them, and sat on the edge of the bed and took Jason' cock in her hand. The feel of his mother's hand on his cock, and her sitting. The best he could hope for would be that the yet to known photographer would boss him around a bit and make him wear some uncomfortable or embarrassing things, and show him how to follow a mans orders. Thats it, he thought, as he ran a warm wash cloth over his small black patch of pubic hair, dick and balls. He threw a robe on (his grandma did insist he have a bathrobe), and went to retrieve the CF card from the camera. His dick was already hard again as he inserted it into the computer. Would. Meanwhile, a few minutes later, Graham slowed down and then stopped while fully inside me, leaning over me to let Tom enter him from behind. Once they were both happy, all three of us started to work up a rhythm. The erotic tension in the air was incredible as all three of us fucked in one big, wild motion. Graham made some really sexy grunts as Tom fucked him hard, with the result that his thrusts transferred into Graham and then me. I felt like I was getting double-fucked by these two lovely.