Shewore a bright flower dress that accentuated her figure and a warm smileon her face.Her son, 19 years old looked a bit disappointed and bored. Andre...Hadsberg was a decently built young adult with short spiky blonde hair.Like his father he had rather broad shoulders and decent muscle from aproper training regiment and the family's signature blond eyes. He woreonly a white t-shirt and a pair of very short jeans and he was idlyscratching the side of his crotch. He turned to his mother and. The next pic that came in made my heart skip a beat. Jessica was on her back with the second guy fucking her and the third guy was straddling her head with his huge cock resting on her face, his shaft reaching from her nose to the middle of her throat. No way, I thought. And to confirm my aroused suspicions, another pic came in with the third guys cock hidden in her mouth and down her throat. Quite some time lapses, and I thought, no not now, more please; my cock is throbbing. The next pic that. He wanted to see this beautiful woman in all her glory. He slowly unbuckled her pants, while kissing her on the lips and neck. The zipper came down without a hitch and the pants gently slipped to the floor. She stepped out of them for him. He held her tight against him so he could feel her the whole length of his body, but something was still missing. He lovingly drew his hands down her body and slowly started removing her underwear. She shuddered slightly, he thought it was from the excitement. Macintyre huffed. ‘What in heaven’s name are you doing?’ I would have thought it was fairly obvious. I tried to meet Nate’s eyes, but his chin had sunk to his chest and he wouldn’t look at me. He released a weary breath and squared his shoulders. ‘Nate?’ I implored but he didn’t respond. ‘I wasn’t really asking, Mrs. Macintyre.’ Nate’s voice hardened as he directed it towards the woman standing in the doorway. ‘Give us a moment.’ I heard an indignant huff before the study door slammed shut. .