”She slid her long slender fingers down until I felt them against my cock. I felt her slip her fingers across Sherry’s wet pussy lips, then back t... slip them back and forth across her butthole.“YES - Just like that! Rub my asshole faster. Push one finger inside me and finger-fuck my ass! OH FUCK YES! YES YES - DEEPER. Here I come.”I could feel her pussy gripping my cock and shoved my hips up to get my cock as deep as I could inside her. She screamed when her come hit her just as I blew my cum. "Well, I'm disappointed of course," I admitted. "But business is business, and if your father is including you in his business like this, it must be a good thing." It is a good thing," she nodded and looked up, smiling again. "He believes I represent the future of the family business, for several reasons, but mostly because I'm the only one of my generation who has expressed an interest in learning the business and then followed that up with action." Ah, that suggests that someone might have. By the time I reached them, Sara had traded places with Seth. He’s lying on his back with his hard cock pointed nearly straight up and throbbing wildly. Sara is sitting by his legs teasing his balls with her fingertips.As I quietly approached I heard her teasing him about how horny he is from thinking about fucking his mother all day.He laughed and replied, “I love what we do together, Sara. But I can’t wait to find out what it’s like to put my dick in a hot pussy. And mom is so fucking sexy. I. Photos did not do her justice, for it was a composition: of looks, yes—including breasts, not too big, seemingly exempt from the law of gravity. And of hair: long, with small curls of natural chaos. And a pair of dark pants, fitting like a second skin, but not obviously intended to be sexy, just happening to trace even minute details of her body’s surface.Did you notice that…? Where the pants just happen to shape into two, parallel, folds? Or are you imagining things? It’s not obvious, such.