”“Don’t blame me,” David laughed, “you’re just as bad.”“I know son,” Dan replied, “ but l’ve fancied your mother for so long, if...l’d realised what a hot fuck she is l’d have been after her cunt long ago, no wonder that sister of yours is such a hot bitch, like mother like daughter.”They left the house together, laughing and joking about what they had been doing to both women.They worked hard all morning, Mrs Howell was a fussy woman in her forties, slightly on the plump side but still quite. Mmmmmm." Well, since I'm helpless, I suppose I'll have to keep giving you kisses." Don't exert yourself on my account. Your mouth is lovely, but there is so much more of you to kiss. Mmm." Pete! That tickles." Jill's left side is ticklish. I'll make note of that. Let's see about her right side." Don't! That's ticklish too. Oh!" Both sides. Let's see about these. Mmm." Now, that's better. You can kiss my breasts all night. Speaking of breasts, when are you going to get to the left one?" So this. As he rubbed our cocks, I managed to undo the top button of his trousers, allowing full access to his genitals, as he was not wearing underwear. He was, however, wearing a pair of tan coloured tights, with a rip big enough for his ample manhood to poke through!I felt my own cock jump and twitch as my eyes gazed at his smooth legs and neatly trimmed pubes. I reached down to stroke his legs, lovingly encased in smooth nylon. His hand worked a slightly faster rhythm as he rubbed our shafts. Her face was vaguely Asian, perhaps Eurasian, framed by long black hair. Her eyes - scarcely visible from this angle - were large and dark, with long lashes above high cheekbones. Her figure was slim, almost boyish, although the close-fitting dress showed off her small breasts, her trim waist and the modest flare of her hips. The high-collared, ankle-length dress of jade green velvet was slit on one side to just below the knee, revealing a well-formed calf and slippered foot."Do you feel like.