My son started unbuttoning my dress. He started at the top button and was working his way down to the bottom button. As he was unbuttoning my dress I ...ould feel the cool air from the car's air conditioner. It made my nipples even harder. I felt him unbutton the last button. He opened my dress.The front of me was totally naked for my son to do what ever he wanted to do to me. He started running his hands up and down my body. He started fondling both of my tits. He kept cupping them with his. "You fuck three of your sister's friends to completion. And then as if fucking five different girls and getting two blowjobs wasn't enough you fucked your sister too. So, no Justin, I don't think any of us girls will be at all surprised if at sometime during the evening your 'Power Pack' runs out of charge.Debbie took a few seconds break then as she helped me over to the chair, sat me down, planted herself in my lap and eased herself onto my cock. First it was just the head as she sat slightly. "They'd no sooner finished fucking me than they were out of bed and into their shower. They usually laze around until breakfast is ready."Her husband gently soaped her neck and shoulders and when she lay back in the scented water used the soft sponge to caress her large breasts and big brown nipples. She sighed at Jeremy's sensitive touch. Through half-closed eyes she noted his erection was growing. Practice, she thought, makes perfect. She reached out to fondle his balls—something neither of. .”“Does it turn you on, thinking about me and your dad?”“You tell me. Stick your hand down there.”So much for ‘no’.She started stripping, pulling her uniform shirt over her head. I wanted to watch, but I wanted to be naked even more. Matter of a minute, and I stood, seeing her peeling off her socks, sitting on the edge of her bed.Mental comparison again. Even two years younger than me, Deena’s got more ‘real girl’ curves. This time I bowled her over backward onto her bed.“What in the WORLD have.