”“I would love you to tell me the details. Please Sarah?”“We always have lots of foreplay. He loves my ass, and I love him worshipping it, lic...ing and kissing it while I watch in the mirrors on all our walls. Size is important for me. His erect cock is magnificent. And he knows how to use it. We always time ourselves. And we fuck in at least three different positions every time.“We are always finding new ways to edge and tease each other. Thirty minutes is our benchmark. By then I will have had. Do you get my drift?" We do indeed. Undermine his family, such that he has to spend a lot of time counteracting such attacks. We like the concept. You humans can be very underhand in dealing with each other, can't you?" Yes, we excel at such nastiness. We have had millions of years of practice." We have just come up with a variant. Perhaps we could steal a lot of his money and make it seem to have been the activity of one of his relatives or close associates?"Esther laughed, "You are becoming. Wanting to stop my body's reaction, I moved away. He was still smiling at me and it made me feel completely exposed and vulnerable. Man, he was hot. Not my usual type at all. My eyes flickered over the strong pecs and biceps I could see under his shirt. I wanted him badly. It was drawing near to the end of the party and everyone was leaving. My sister left without saying goodbye but I didn't care right now, I was too excited. I looked out the window and watched the reflections of people leaving. Her cunt was tortured. She was aware that her shirt was open now, and didn't care. Drawing her knees up, she squatted in front of her son, her eyes moving from the mess just below the window to his still-exposed cock and balls. The come juice glistened on his thighs and shorts, and she parted her knees. Sliding a hand down one thigh, she cupped her cunt and pressed, moaning softly as the tingle increased. Her left hand lifted, and she cupped one of her bra-covered tits, then began to rub at.