”“I hired a group to make diskettes with labels for your software.”“I thought we were already doing that.”“No. We were making them individ...ally to order.”“Where did you get the computer to do that?”“I used the ones at school. I used to sit there for a couple of hours every other day, making diskettes to mail out.”“That must of been horrible.”“I studied while doing it, so it wasn’t a total waste of time.”“I don’t blame you for hiring an outfit to make the diskettes.”“I rushed everything on that. . “Twelve years, Linda. You look as wonderful as ever.” I wasn’t lying. My eyes swept her from head to toe and she looked magnificent. Her breasts were heavier than when she would tease-flash them at me but her nipples, poking at me from under her thin silk dress, were as perky and enticing as ever. She was nude under the dress and I could see the indentation of her belly button over the delightful vee of her pubic hair at her vagina. My cock lurched at the thought of filling this sweet pussy. Mother and son left the house, but didn't go to the Westchester Theatres complex. No, instead they checked into the Westchester Grand Hotel and screwed well past the ending time of the movie they were supposed to be seeing. But they were having too much fun to stop. "We're gonna get into sooooo much trouble with your father," Pamela teased as she seduced her son again and again. "But I don't care. C'mon and put it in me again, Sweetheart and make me pregnant." Nick finished fucking his mom. Again she used both the top and underside of her tongue as it passed back and forth. She then speared into Willow's ass with her tongue while jerking off the fake cock with her hand. The combined stimulation sent another orgasm ripping through Willow. Page licked, sucked and fucked Willow's ass over and over until Willow was cumming over and over.Willow was panting, trying to recover when Page whispered in her ear again, "I am your slave tonight. Every hole, every touch, every lick is for you..