“What about your flight instructors? You’ve said they were hunks. I’ve met them and think they’re nice guys. I’m surprised you haven’t jum...ed their bones yet. Another person you might consider is Izzy in my office; ask Melanie about her. And, why don’t you invite that photographer Brite Reber; if she sells erotic pictures of herself like those you just hung, then I want to meet her and do things with her.”I liked his suggestions for additions. I explained that Brite was too busy to come. She. I got up and opened his bedroom door. What I saw, shocked me to core. My son was in bed, resting on head board and my wife was performing striptease for him, top less, with background music on. She then pulled down her nicker and proceeded towards my son. He is 18 and my wife 40. She sat besides him and took him in her mouth. My son made crazy sounds. Though I was shocked, I had a hard on. As their motion heightened, I was unable to control. I pulled down my shorts and shot off, with gasp. Fuck, she was gorgeous! She had obviously gotten her looks from her mother: Wavy, shoulder-length black hair contrasted with soft, alabaster skin and big blue eyes. 36C breasts were unusually large and firm for her age, while her legs were long, silky-smooth perfection.She stood just inside the doorway, silhouetted by the faint light coming from the hallway. She wore a long t-shirt; I couldn't see if she was wearing panties. I could, however see how her beautiful young tits were straining. Stella was one hell of a good fuck too. She got on top and fucked me better than any woman had before including my sister. She begged me to pinch and twist her nipples during each of her three orgasms, then I cum in her. Stella ate Erica to several orgasms too without Ericka even returning the favor.Then Erica asked Stella what she had shoved up her cunt in her lifetime and what anyone else had shoved in her too. It was a considerable list and even included beer bottles, fists, and baseball.