How he had finally claimed me, taking our relationship to the next level. I didn't care that incest was wrong. That it was illegal.I loved him. He lov...d me.And I would show him.“What's your plan?” Clint asked as I knelt before him in the space between his bed and the window, the sloping attic roof over our head. I seized his dick, wet with my pussy. I could smell the sweet musk as I leaned in. “Your mom always sleeps in on Saturdays now.”“She's hung over,” Clint grunted, not pleased his mom. “Let’s just make your pussy cum your way then! I pushed two fingers into her cunt while I reached underneath her to cup one of her tits in my hand. Stroking her nipple, I felt her hand return to her pussy. She was getting close.Within seconds, as my fingers fucked her pussy, I sensed she was about to cum, now gasping and starting to buck. In an instant, I slammed my cock back into her pussy.”c’mon, bitch. Cum on my cock you fucking bitch. Get fucked, cunt!” this as I stroked deep into her. She also hugged me and we both kissed each other. After bathing her body was so chill and we lied close and she started her job. Took my tool on her hand and scrolling and rubbing and by the time I was sucking her nipples and both were enjoying each other. Then she took my hard tool in her mouth and started giving me a blow job and she started licking my red head and I was moaning and I inserted my two fingers into her vagina and she also moaning in pleasure. It is nice to get a blow job from. A hotel employee walking towards us was the first man to see the goods I was offering. He was a middle aged man in his late thirties or early forties and he walked right up to us and offered to help us with our towel that was blowing in the wind. My wife politely declined and bent down to continue smoothing the blanket against the wind. As she did her bikini slightly gaped and her areola was on display. The gentleman was using her distraction to stand just behind her and check out her ass,.