Heyes, he is my son, how can you suggest this"?- "I know, I have a naughty son like yours, too. He always spies me to look at my breasts." she giggl...d.. "But I know that he enjoys looking so much", what about Tom? Afterall he is a breast-lover boy."Elizabeth laughed "Well, yeah. I know that he really likes to look at my breasts, too. Well what am I suppossed to do now? Something like a striptease? Ohh God!"- "Mrs. Blay. I'm a straight woman. But I even look at your breasts. They are. He enjoyed the feeling of his soap-slicked fist massaging his cock.He turned under the showerhead rinsing the suds from his body. He took one of the oversized towels Emma provided for him and dried all parts of his body. After applying deodorant he left the bathroom, but turned away from his room and went in the other direction to Branch’s room.The door was partially open. He pushed it and stepped in, closing the door behind him. As he’d expected, his twenty-four-year-old son was lying across. Its true.I saw her lying naked on the bed; her elder brother is licking her pussy s hard and fast. He has his clothes ripped apart and he is sitting kneeling on the floor doing the sacred act. Again tits her dad with his huge brown cock pushed inside her mouth. He pushes it in and out. Her massive tits swayed as she moved her head. I thought I am in heaven; this is a feast to the eyes. His brother is 30 is still unmarried and her dad is 52 whose wife died an year ago. Maybe this act started. ” All faces looked to Louise for a reply. I suppose the smiles on Doug’s and my faces helped her answer come quickly. With a mock stern expression, Louise began, “We have a business to run here and I don’t want all your foolishness annoying the paying guests, so I guess we’ll have to make it a mid-week ritual then.” From then on, every Wednesday night thirteen women arrived at 7 pm for a hen party beyond all rhyme and reason. Everyone brought wine, goodies gossip and their libidos to the.